Sunday, August 16, 2009

I am in love


When I was young

And you were old

I never did


as I was told


You said I’d never amount
to anything

I laid my thoughts
Out in a maze
To hide my truth
From your cold gaze
You said I’d never amount
to anything
Well anything is everything
I guess I win because you can’t see
That I’m in love with being me
The word ran for me
As I ran from you
It caught me cold
But warmed me through
I knew I was free to be anything
I swallowed it faster
Than I could run
The crow shrieked louder
Than the setting sun
But I still believed in everything
So, I’m not young
And your breath has past
Your words stink loud
But I'm deaf at last
To all you ever said was wrong with me
Because now I am in love with being me

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