3 in the Morning

by Faithless   Sep 21, 2008


Woke up in the morning at 3
I couldn't seem to sleep
I looked out the window
and I saw a tree
what's blocking me?
It is thee

A person who has the same name as me
How could she?
Be in love with thee?
why can't she see
that she was fated for me?

I know what is wrong
and I know what is right
But tell me
if this is wrong
then why does it feels so right?

How could I be so blind?
to be the man
that stands behind
standing in line
waiting for the same girl
who stole our hearts

She has chosen him over me
how could she?
She left me shivering
Why must it be he?

Maybe it's a case of mistaken identity
I should be him
and he should be me
spending all those time
doing all those activities

It's ok I said
that's fine with me
All I wanted was for you to be happy
but please when you see him smile
Just don't think of me

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