After day one
It’s clear to me she
Can’t pierce me with her eyes
to get to the core of what's really
Going on inside.
Don’t know if she even really wants to try
So we just travel down the road of
“just having fun”
For if we take that approach it’s easier
To face ourselves in the mirror without
The guilt of the things we’ve done.
Longing once to be a Knight
And fight for the beauty of a pure heart
Seems I’ve been doomed for from the very start…
All those boyish dreams
Have sunken to the sand grass
Of the deep sea.
She boast about being
funny
Kind
& pretty
That’s how she knows
That “right now” we’re
Perfect for each other.
And here I am
Without a raincoat to propel
Such stormy weather
Friends say “what more could you want…
She’s hot, try to forget about all the
What not’s”
But I can’t…
Even though some days I really wish I could.
For loneliness is never good.
And I’m getting weaker in praying
For my tempters.
“So very young”, pop says
“Why confine yourself to just one bed”
And I say to myself
“because I don’t want to be Like you
and create the same messes you do.”
But still I wonder if there is such a thing as
Two of a kind …
If so, why am I the guy still standing in line
waiting for a heart like mine?
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