I Don'T Know

love to sit and write not a poem not a song just for fun, words that ease words that comfort words I just want to let out when I'm sad, mad or just for fun, not a poet nor a writer just liked pen to paper now... a write on the net to you to others for any one to read, you see this is my mask these are my thoughts you see letters not who I am to you just foolish stuff to read, here others fill the same here we only know each other by name out there on pavment we do not see it's just other people like you and me but no one says the tears that flow the smell of a red rose nor in her arms love grows there mask tell of another story and sheilds who is inside hides the pain, the love, hides for we fear they'll laugh at you and me so here I sit, I read, I comment, and fingers to a key board I write to no one really just to let others know we are not alone that we all fill, we all cry, love dies and the pain subsides and when I am done I hope it helps I hope another...knows not a preacher nor a saint just someone who wants to let it go someone looking for better way and here I know there are others like me who just want to be listend to, heard, who just want to know the not alone and this is why in the box that reads form...I write I do not know.