poem 6

When someone laughs
Theres someone who cries
When someone smiles
there is someone who frowns
When someone's born
there's someone who dies
Why must I be the one that always cries
Why am I the one that always frowns
Will I be the one who dies next
Or will your love come show me how to live
Will you be the one who makes me smile again
Will it be your voice that makes me laugh once more
Will it be our hearts that join into one
Or will time tell the same tale
Will I live without love
Only to watch it slip through my fingers
Will I dream without hope
Only to have it disappear in a haze
Will life pass me by
Wishing for the dream of yesterday