So you see this girl
All the time
Sitting under the tree
Not paying attention
And you think,
"What a stupid girl!"
"Can't she feel the world spinning 'round?"
But she can't
She's got no one but herself
She's got only her to blame
She's got only her to trust
No one really really understands
Although they say
It's OK
But it's not
But it's not, not, not
You see that girl
Under the tree
Think she's just relaxing
Think she's just cooling off
You hardly notice
The tears spilling from her eyes
The tears running down her cheeks
To her arms
To the grass
You never noticed her
Before
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Eh. It's an OK poem, I guess =
 I EPISTAXIS I · Thu May 14, 2009 @ 07:00am · 0 Comments |
