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Mocking laughter all around me.
Foolish child.
I will not listen,
What you say does not matter.
Leave me alone,
I believe what my heart tells me.
Playing at the games of adults.
No.
I know what I do,
My life is my own.
What I believe must be true.
Do you really believe that?
I have to believe.
He told me to believe.
I will have hope.
Are you sure he meant it?
What do you mean?
You are not exactly pretty.
Looks do not matter.
And no one thinks he sees clearly.
What does it matter what people think?
I have hope.
I trust him.
And what of his heart?
But he said...
Yes?
He promised...
Would you hold him to it?
I could never...
So you will let him go?
I have no hold over him,
He has always been free.
He never was mine.
And you do not care?
Not like you think.
You do not understand,
You could never understand.
Then why are you crying?
How else does one show sorrow?
I cry for what might have been,
I cry for the lost dream,
I do not cry for me.
Poor child, you have lost much.
No, I have not.
I made the right choice.
You gave up your hope.
There are things more important than hope.
Trust and love must always come first.
What will happen to you now?
Oh, you suddenly care?
I will live my life as I always have,
Drifting through the world.
And you will not try again?
Why should I bother?
As you said yourself I am not exactly pretty,
And no one who could see clearly would ever care.
I did not mean you could not be happy.
I am happy,
And I will be happy.
You cannot see,
You cannot know.
But he will always hold my heart,
And as long as he is happy,
A smile will live on my face.
All poems © Copyright 1997-2002 by Catherine.
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