Thoughts

Repeat, repeat, repeat
Words that are recycled
Do they mean the same?
Are they as powerful
if they were first
given to someone else?
I need a new language
something fresh
and brand new.
Don't tell me what you told her
I'm me
I'm different

Aren't I?

Emotions are useless
they cloud reason
they break hearts
Happiness leads to sadness
and then on to anger
resentment
uncertainty
I feel so certain

But is it another game?

The past is the past
I'd like to think
I'm picky
you weren't
or so you say
beautiful words
invoking chills down my spine

How can that be false?

If those words of love
weren't true
how do I know
they are for me?
Under emphasize
the emotions
all you want

But they were there.