I wish you could...

Wish you could see me.

Not the sex addicted

crazied person

but the real me.

the girl that cries over sappy movies.

the girl that would do anything

just to have one last view,

one last touch,

one last caress.

Not the caked up,

maked up,

girl that you see everyday.

this girl,

the one that sleeps late on sundays,

just to wake up and put on the baggy shorts

and T shirt to match.

Hair tied back in a lopsided pony tail.

Feet barefoot on cold cement.

The insiders.

The insicurities,

the fears,

the hopes.

The little girl eager to do play in the dirt

catch a worm

or a lizard.

The type that wakes up early on saterday

just to go watch cartoons

for endless hours on end.

Forget the whats, whens, and whys.

look to the nows,thens, and wheres.

Ignore what you heard,

think what you see.

Dream what you feel.

like i said

i

i wish

i wish you

i wish you could....