This was originally a song i wrote for my friend's band, but i suppose it could be a poem as well.
LITTLE MISS ME
Listen Missy listen
Listen to the crowds calling
Hold on don’t go wrong
Missy don’t pull out, be strong
But still she holds back
Always to shy to make an act
Missy can’t hold her ground
And now she’s gone, lost to be found
Little Miss me has run away
Little Miss me has nothing to stay for,
With all these troubles in her way
She’s understated, underestimated
Can’t cope with all this fame
Now Little Miss me has run away
Listen Missy listen
You’d better fire up and act your age
I know it’s hard, a new start
But Missy, don’t be afraid
But however hard I try
To keep her by my side
Missy can’t hold her ground
And now she’s gone, lost to be found
Little Miss me has run away
Little Miss me has nothing to stay for,
With all these troubles in her way
She’s understated, underestimated
Can’t cope with all this fame
Now Little Miss me has run away
Whatever I say
She never seems to want to stay
She is my own within
And Missy is her name…
