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.
That was realy pretty, actually.
ReplyDeleteI feel slightly ashamed calling any of my writings "poetry" now. That was short and sweet and makes me sad.
ReplyDeleteSilly people. That's a John Mayer lyric, "Daughters"
ReplyDeleteIt'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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