Friday, July 1, 2011

My secret reason

People wonder when I walk by,
They can never truly understand,
They ask themselves what he has done,
What is causing him to do that?

I walk on,
I have no need to justify my actions.
I have no reason to explain myself to them.

As others pass by they think that they are the reason I do it,
They do it too.
I am not trying to conform or fit in,
It is enough that I do it.

Walking on thinking of you,
Smiling all the while.

You’re the reason I smile.

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