Trapped
Scratching the surface
After, the tongue plays the game
The bite, the sting is all
He is certain of being real
About to close the door he
Let you in…. you infected
The lot and the water hole
He just can’t get enough of you
He closes his eyes, letting you
Pass him by, wishing to be by
your side, the glimmer in your eye
He always asks why
The stories in our lives are
The answer. Too much, they are
The same. It is time for changes to
Come, to look for something new
Do you remember?
I remember…
The smile and the look in your eyes
Never thought to be untrue
Hitchhiker 