originally known as Come as you are
some personal poems about little 'ol life
and photos to entertain the eyes
poetry + fotas
I don’t want to be that girl.
But that’s who you make me to be. Waiting all night next to a phone. It never rings, yet she never leaves. I don’t want to be that girl. But I’m turning into her still. Worrying about the smallest things Hoping someone with care, but they never will. I don’t want to be that girl. Whose heart is pulled too many ways. To her instinct, her gut, her past, and present, And her fear of all things change. I don’t want to be that girl. Yet you force me to follow suit. But with the care and comfort you bestow on me, Never ill, never brute. But I don’t want to be that girl. She’s vulnerable, dependent and weak. Always in need of someone else, And falling to his feet. Once she was strong and willed, Once she loved only herself. But when you came into her life, She learned to love someone else. So now I am that girl. And I don’t know how to leave. Perhaps deep down, this in love girl, Was who I always wanted to be. |
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February 2015
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