The Sound of Silence

You are sensitive, I am a Machine,
I've seen love die too many times
When it deserves to live.
We speak a different language
When we fight the ones we love,
So please, Forgive what I have done.
No, you can't stay mad at the setting sun.
I never told you,
But it's all in your goodbyes.
If you lie, you don't deserve
To have friends.
Ain't it pretty,
The way it fits together at night,
Planned perfection sought in my dreams.
I never said this was my Revolution
When I looked you in the eyes,
But I lied.


P.S. I didn't write this poem, I found it somewhere a few years ago, I can't remember where though. Anyhow, I loved it, and I wanted to post it,
Thanks
little red