The Fool
I can't hold on,
I can feel you slipping,
My grasp is weak,
My head is spinning.

I've given you everything,
Everything I can give,
But it's not enough,
How will I live?

I've played a fool,
For so very long,
Thinking I could make you happy,
I guess I was wrong.

But still I wait,
Loving you loyally,
Faithfully yours,
Hoping you'll come to me.

By: Stephanie (StephJS2)


Copyright '98 Stephanie S.



Stephanie's Poetry

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