My name is Julie

I stand in front of you,
but you do not see me,
I touch your hair,
but you cannot feel me.

I kiss your lips,
but you do not taste me,
I scream, I cry,
But you do not hear me,

I am always here,
Yet you do not know me
Won't you open your mind
And then you will know me

So tired of hiding
My time has nearly come
Take cover world
I have only just begun

My name is Julie
Please don't forget it
To never know me
You would regret it

May 2010

Poetry - Miscellaneous

The auld miners toun
Barren Land
The Big Pond
Ballad of George and Tommy
Boris
Bad Poetry
Bastards
Change
Making Contact
Define You
I'm Doing Fine
Dreams
Escape
What Is Freedom
Future Imperfect
I Cried At The Gates
Homeland
Homeward Bound
Iraq
Is There Not Enough Love
Just One Day
The Lost Boy
Motherhood
Michigan
Mothers
My Name Is Julie
My To Do List Is Evil
Nearly Done
One Moment
Only One Place Is Home
The Opium Flows
Over The Sea
Paddy's Market
Silent Plea
People Who Love You
Radio
Saving Our Cans
She's Special
Spectre Of The Atom
Time
Truth
Wasted Days
Christmas In The Cold
The Years Roll On