So many out there,
but none for you to hold..
You know you need some rest,
all those worries has made you old.
Why would you walk this road to nowhere?
Why aren't you tired of pretending bold?
Those eyes of you looks so tired,
carrying the words untold.
So don't seek for more patience,
staring up at the sky again..
Don't say that you're fine,
when you know you're in pain.
Don't do the things which you know you can..
Or they'll tag you with the word insane.
'Coz i know it all, my man in me..
'Coz I sold my soul to an enemy.
I gave much more than what i had in me,
but found none for you my man in me.

Menime Soul

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/m-m-3/