THE GUARDYou're the only one that I could ever meetthat would rather be called a bitch than something sweetYou have a guard up that has no tollit surrounds your body and protects your soulYou have a guard that likes to show it's mightyou have a guard, that when crossed, can put up a fightYou have a guard that keeps out all the painyou have a guard that is driving me insaneNo one can get close enough to know the real youthe guard will keep people out, so they can't make you blueTo show that you care can sometimes cause rainbut the guard is always there to block out the painYour guard lets nothing get inevery time I get close, I get pushed back out againWhen your guard is up and blocking out the wrongit's blocking out what's right, such as a beautiful songIn order to stop the hurtthe guard buries all feelings in the dirtThe only thing that can get through to you is bloodand even then, you could end up in the mudI know if I work too hard to penetratethings won't go well for my fateI just need to articulatebide my time and try to waitI know your guard is there to protect you from what's badand on that point I agree, because I never want to see you sadI say that I would never hurt you as I stand by your guarded dooryou say, you know, but you've heard it all beforeI need to figure a way past your guardmaybe if I planted some flowers in your yardThen maybe I'm just thinking too hardmaybe I should just try making friends with your guardSTANLEY HENDRIX11/05/08(I'm just sharing my poems) I have more poems in my blog (Please Fan Me)
