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I'm done standing here hoping,
Wishing that maybe i'll be enough.
Done sitting here while time goes by,
I can't stand by waiting for my dreams to die.
I want to be good enough.
Trying to be just right.
But it' shso hard to be the one alone.
I want to be the girl you chose.
But why does it feel like you want me to lose?
Please can't you give men answer?
Should we be friends?
Or do we try to be more?
My cards are on the table,
About to meet their taker,
Ready to meet their maker.
I just cna't be jerked around.
It only makes me feel like a clown.
I've done all i can do.
So now I leave it up to you.
Tell me yes,
Tell me no.
One answer will please me so.
The othere will bring me only woe.
I can't force you one way
And I can't for you the other.
I can't only hope you don't choose another.
Just want to make you happy.
Just wanted not to say.
I want to be your girlfriend,
I just don't know how. . . . .
How you feel about me.
How you feel about the idea.
I can only give you time,
And I just hope that you will tell.
Tell me that I'll be good enough.
Tell that you've chosen.
Decided i can't be your girlfriend.
Tell me I am the one who you have. . . .
Chosen.
- by Dark Angel359 |
- Fiction
- | Submitted on 09/11/2009 |
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- Title: Chosen
- Artist: Dark Angel359
- Description: Just a poem i wrote in math. it's about this guy i asked out a while ago, but still hasn't given me an answer. so i wrote about it.
- Date: 09/11/2009
- Tags: chosen
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Comments (1 Comments)
- Silent Time - 09/14/2009
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First off, WOOT first comment.
Secondly, remember, it takes two. I'm not going to kick him anymore for you. Your wings are beautiful and fully grown, you just have to get over your fear of flight and take to the skies in hopes of finding the one who will soar with you.
~.~ don't ever bring up what I just typed here. It sounds mushy. I don't do mushy . . . lol - Report As Spam