Little Lady Xiao sat upon a patch of green grass
Singing to herself and letting her time just pass~
Little Lady Xiao gently poked a leaf of bamboo
Began talking to it, just because she wanted to~...
Xiao Xue's Honesty Lo~
will i ever be able to finally see?
beyond words, meaningless and empty~?
to put sense to all the rhymes i make
a path to which i so desire to take~
a thing that started when i was five
a gift, a curse, an idea.. kept alive~
a call for help for those who can hear
please come.. come and help me here..~
what to do, i wanna know, i wanna know
never wanting to see it die and just let go~
to be only able to play words like a ball
a form, a body, yet one without soul~..
flowers of hope that never die
barely alive, yet i really try~
every letter written down with love and care
a little part of this from me to you i share~
oh how i love the beauty of the written word
so i guess ill stay walking down my own road~
and as i say these words, i shed a tear
these odd fleeting moments, i keep it here..
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