Thoughts: From: Me; For: YouA Poem by Amanda'Cause I'm like a broken vase, lying on the floor. Pieces of me have somehow made it across the
room, And people see me but decide to wait till later
to throw me away. . (And I wish on those glitter stars, but you never
understand because none of my wishes come true and
you don't understand.) . I'm tired and broken and aching inside But you don't give up and call for Peter Pan to
take his shadow (Not caring that I kept it for a reason so I
could always remember you.) . I'm through with playing the grown up and being
mature because I just want to fall to the floor and throw
a temper tantrum because I've been mature my whole life and no one
noticed. (And you said I needed to change, didn't
you? Didn't you say that?) . We were once in love, no matter what you say,
because you told me and I told you And we were deranged but happy and that's all
that really matters in the end, isn't it? But now you've changed and I've died inside (And don't think you get to keep all the blame for
yourself, now) . You knew my secrets (like how I walked on lines and loved applesauce
and apologized too much) And I knew yours (like how you sang badly in the shower and played
music at full volume and cooked pasta) And we weren't unique or cliché but
we were us and that was enough to win us over © 2010 AmandaAuthor's Note
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Added on March 28, 2010Last Updated on March 28, 2010 AuthorAmandaRichardson , TXAboutI love to write-it's one of my passions. I love marching band-anything with music really. And I enjoy art. more..Writing
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