Is it true that I'm but ordinary?
Been searching for answers, for assurance, daily
Is it also true then, that I've not reached into you?
From what I see, my actions and words are anything but new
For what is an embrace, if you I disgrace?
What is a kiss, when my words, your heart they miss?
What good is a smile, when the heart is away over a mile?
And why affectionate words, when they're often forced or went unheard?
Are you around only when it's lovey-dovey, cozy and mushy?
Or would you stick by even when it's sickly, drowsy, choppy and facing bankruptcy?
Pray tell, what's behind that poker face - phlegmatic and sometimes saturnine
Tell me now, tell me true or missed chances yours to rue
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