The World

by Liv   Mar 27, 2004


The World
How could I know that a troubled ending,
Could lead to a new beginning,
Why at that moment when the phone rang,
There was a feeling in me as my heart began to bang.
How exactly can a single tear bring back thousands of old,
Yet, also lead to many worries and fears,
meanwhile my heart is still left out in the cold.

Why when I hear him try to speak
My heart seems to jolt,
And then my eyes start to leak,
All this time I’m thinking “please don’t let him bolt.”

Who precisely do I think he is?
Is he the boy that left my heart in pieces,
The man that showed he loved me in every way he could,
Or is he the guy that tried to fix the crumbled creases.
But I guess to me he is just the best friend that I feel I need.
And definitely the one I won’t to let go.
Where are all these words that don’t lead to sorrow?
I am forever waiting for them to come tomorrow.
And why do all the roads lead to dead ends,
Execpt the ones that chose my friends.

Who will show up on my doorstep,
After I storm out in a fit of rage.
Atlas it is the guy who seems to be so much in love
That he will follow me every step.
When I find this guy I will set him free
From my love filled cage,
In hopes that one day he shall return.

Where does my heart expect me to look,
When not even it is sure of what I want to see.
All I really want is a knight in shinning armor out of a book,
Because no other guy seems to want me,
And especially not for my looks.

What do you propose I do,
Should I try and fall in love with an old best friend,
Even though you and me both know that will lead to a dead end,
Or maybe I will just follow the flow,
With the next guy that tries to take it slow.

When I go to turn out the light,
Why is all I think of fright,
I am so scared of getting hurt,
The feeling just seems to have made me more alert.

What more do you want of me,
I tried the best I could to help and please,
Why does no one in this crazy world seem to hold the keys,
To my heart and why doesn’t someone help me ease,
The horrible pain away,
All I can think is maybe some day.

When will the world quit spinning,
So all the people around me will stop their grinning.
And to all the assholes out there,
Why don’t you just try to care,
Or at least just leave me alone.
4/13/04

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