I can't wonder but to think that I'm not good enough
that I don't have the stuff
Not an ounce of me even doubts
that I'm someone you could live without
I can't help but to think that one day I'll be proven right
maybe not today and maybe not even tonight
but someday in your life
you'll regret being my wife
I can write stuff like this because I'm not married... and don't have to worry about such things like not being good enough or being married to the wrong person. I couldn't even begin to imagine what that would feel like and I wish it on everyone. That was not a typo. Haha. Peace out.
You would think that I have a poetry blog because I write poems, but you'd be wrong. I write poems because I have a poetry blog. For the new comers, this is just a lame blog that I'm attempting to update regularly and I'm using "poems" as a gimmick for intros for what I feel like talking about. My apologies to those who were misled by google into thinking that this was what they were looking for.
Saturday, March 24, 2012
Monday, March 19, 2012
smile
it's that look
your right dimple exaggerated by the lighting
like lightning
feelings ignite in the pit of my stomach
butterflies - their wings churning
fuelling the burning in the corners of my heart
disrupting the dust that gathered in piles
my life upside down - the result of a smile
This is something stupid that I wanted to write because I jokingly said at life group today that I was in love with this girl that I've met once. This one is for you girl. Peace out.
your right dimple exaggerated by the lighting
like lightning
feelings ignite in the pit of my stomach
butterflies - their wings churning
fuelling the burning in the corners of my heart
disrupting the dust that gathered in piles
my life upside down - the result of a smile
This is something stupid that I wanted to write because I jokingly said at life group today that I was in love with this girl that I've met once. This one is for you girl. Peace out.
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