The Mirror In Me (Poor Beautiful Rich Princess, How sorry I feel)A Poem by AI
hate Can
no longer take on How
needy How
useless How
dramatic How
much pain You
believe you have felt Unless
there’s Something You
aren’t Telling
me All
the stories Of
the beautiful Childhood
The
love Thrust
upon you All
the fawning Over
how Precious
you are Let
me take a Moment
to grieve All
the non-chelate The
anger The
disappointment When
you say I
seem to really scare the lady That
listens She
keeps me for 2 hours Over
and over Oh
really? Let
me take care of you More
and more I
love when I
come across A
memory A
painful old thought And
you greet It
with A
story Of
the perfect dad Or
Of
the guy that doted on you hand and foot All
of that I
can say I’m
jealous I
see a mirror of what I have wanted Yet
I am stuck on one side of the glass Only
allowed to take care of you Never
to move forward of achieve what I see I want or need But
yet when I am moving forward Taking
steps away And
I don’t come back Throwing
my arms around Showering
you with love and self-esteem boosters I
am the bad one I
am the one that needs to get over it and apologize and come crawling back Like
hell I
have moved on Can’t
you see? I
have finally Taken
Heard Too
much Take
care Poor
beautiful rich princess © 2013 A |
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Added on April 5, 2013 Last Updated on April 5, 2013 AuthorALondon, England, United KingdomAboutMaude: Well, if some people get upset because they feel they have a hold on some things, I'm merely acting as a gentle reminder: here today, gone tomorrow, so don't get attached to things. Dream as.. more..Writing
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