Two Short Poems
If youíve lost all faith
Thereís just one thing
That I can ever ask.
Please donít turn and look at me,
Lie through bare and gritted teeth,
But tell me what you really think.
Your honesty means more to me.
I donít care, girl, if it shows
And I donít mind of others know
But I hope I'll stay on track.
If you talk behind my back