Listening to: matchbox romance
Feeling: fedup
On her wings of false hope
She files and tires to touch the sun
But she can’t because her heart is in the wrong place
How does she expect to be able to jump if she can’t even open the window?
Her strength isn’t what she thought it would be
Again she disappoints herself because she only expects a little
But gets a lot less
She doesn’t understand
How she got so tired,
Of living, breathing, moving
This girl doesn’t say much, because what she does say, no one hears
Labeled a liar
Told to fuck off this girl
Will find another way to…
Peace and Love
Gladys