Nobody Can TellA Poem by Amy HaleI leave my shoes at my doorstep
And slip into a bed of oblivion
It's so much easier to fall away
Rather than dwelling on each and every day
Nobody can tell,
Nobody can quite tell,
That I cried myself to sleep
And this downhill is so steep
I think I would take anything else
But another set of soles would leave a hole in my heart
All of these problems in different forms
Are masquerades with the same decay
Nobody can tell,
Nobody can quite tell,
That I cried myself to sleep
And this downhill is so steep
So, I leave my shoes at my doorstep
And slip into a bed of oblivion
So, toughen up young girl,
I say to myself.
Don't let them pull you along,
With their empty self-righteous flaws
Cause....
Nobody can tell
Nobody can quite tell...
That I cried myself,
Yes I cried myself,
Yes I cried myself to sleep.
© 2009 Amy Hale |
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