poetry hasn't really been my scene these past two years. i'd like to start writing again, though. to everyone that votes and comments, you have my gratitude. i don't copy, so i expect the same respect. |
Mom, I want to tell you something
That's why I'm writing this to you...
One cold night
Out in the snow...
I can't look at him anymore
Those light blue eyes bring me pain...
I'm sorry that it happened
I'm sorry that I cared...
You know he doesn't like you
So why do you still care...
It's always too late
To say what I need...
It's kind of funny how things work out
How he works so hard for your heart...
It all seems so distant now
It's shoved in the back of my mind...
I wish I could put into words
These burdens that I feel...
It's no use to think about these things
Imagining things that aren't true...
Some people say, just forget about him. |
And cracks in the concrete are reminders that you fall apart, no matter how strong you are. |
BEN && JERRY |