Giving Up
I know a girl
she puts the colour inside of my world
but she's just like a maze
where all of the walls all continually change
and I've done all I can
to stand on her steps with my heart in my hands
but now
I'm starting to see
maybe it's got nothing to do with me.
I finally get it.
4 comments:
That was realy pretty, actually.
I feel slightly ashamed calling any of my writings "poetry" now. That was short and sweet and makes me sad.
Silly people. That's a John Mayer lyric, "Daughters"
It'll all work out, Jordan. It always does.
yeah way to go Barbara...I could post some of my actual poetry on this subject...hmm
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