UNTIL YOU OPEN YOUR HEART
I wish you would talk instead of this silence
Nor I wish the games you play and cut the pretence
Sulking is infantile and will achieve nothing
Have you grown up at all? have you not learnt something?
In all fairness no one is perfect certainly not me
But with that chip on your shoulder you cannot see
Only with dialogue a solution can be found
You know what, you're like an ostrich that buries its head in the ground
One of the toughest lessons in life is that of humility
For only by being humble the blinkers on your eyes would free
But if you wont talk I certainly will and some home truths I'll tell
For until you open your heart you'll grow old and lonely I foretell
MPB ©

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