a new song

it's been too long

i can't focus my eyes

i've forgotten what i've remembered

burned my books

and played all my coins

waiting's not my strongest suit

i've smashed my guitar

cut my mouth

picking up the pieces

my ladies and gentlemen

i've  played my last tune tonight

there have been a few women

a few women before you

sometimes i wish

i wasn't so f****n hard to figure out

then again

i can't figure out myself

felt like i've been up on the stage

almost my whole life

can't you turn that spotlight away

i've been burned by discovery

upon which i no longer feed

i can almost remember

sitting at Miss Hagstrom's piano

singing some song she had picked out

all of us in the class taking turns to

break the air with a new song

Reviews

[Raven Starhawk]

Your thoughts are well expressed in this fine example of longing to fulfill a wish. Practice makes perfect!

[Daytonight]

I may spend most of my time waiting, put it's not something I'm good at either. Well done. Keep on playing and singing.

[Becky C Strukamp]

Well written, its like your thoughts are saying enough enough...but it just keeps heading your way..you just want a slow down...nicely penned.