Understand

Don't you Understand?

I take a cautious step toward you
Fear echo's off every step
or off every line of pen and ink

You may jump in startled anger
or try and catch your breath
from so many years of running
to hide or forget

Its something I must do
Do you understand . . . .?

I hope that you do
I wish you'd realise
That you would do the same things too
If you were me
If I were you

Stepping out into the silence of a lonely road
Saying loud against the crowd
I'll follow , yes, I'll follow.