Sunday, January 3, 2010

1/1/2010

I’m so tired of you
fingers to those lips
holding back some grin
always hiding something
deep under your breath
buried in your chest
words you never let
get
out
here’s a song to sing a long
here’s a song to miss someone
while listening to
while you croon to the moon
while you bask under the sun
while you blame everyone
for how you need to get away
from
everyone
here’s a little something I’ve been meaning to say
here’s a note too high for anyone to play
I wanted so damn bad
to spit back in your face
every little broken promise
you were too eager to break
I don’t know why I’m still surprised
I don’t know why it’s still alive
that feeling of delight
when you pass before my eyes
or pop into my mind
or keep me up at night
I don’t know why the hell I try
to keep you in my life
I don’t know why the hell I try
to be near you all the time
I don’t know why the hell I try
I don’t know why
I don’t know why.

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