The Most Of You Please know that this is how the nightly news makes ME feel. I speak of NOBODY personally, I speak of EVERYBODY in general.
The words I find that fill my heart
are words that make me fall apart.
To feel the words to make me smile,
the world would have to stop awhile.
It doesn't feel that I belong.
The spoken words don't feel so strong.
Won't write the words that I do find.
They seem the whole of all mankind.
Nothing now is all I hear,
pierced with all you make of fear.
It dosen't matter what I do
I just don't like the most of you.
My love for you is all I am
but, love and like aren't hand in hand
and most of you have made me see
that I don't like too much of me.
Not rollin' on some pitty ride.
Not talking once of angered pride
but, love's the best that I can do.
I just don't like the most of you.
Peace to you
Jeri
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