BE NAKED |
I'm a little bit hurt
A little bit torn...
He said that I was beautiful
Said he loved the smell of my hair...
I stand before you
naked...
Bright colors of red and pink
the frills, lace, and trains...
*LONG POEM*
Mommy doesn't speak...
You from me
And me from you...
I close the bathroom door
Turning the water on high...
There is nothing left between us,
But idle conversation...
I walked a mile with pleasure |
YOU ARE... |
"The hardest part is convincing myself that I'm over you!" |