I’ve got endless poems
As ways of writing down
Just how I feel
In them I can say “I love you”
And I talk about the simple pleasures
Things that no one knows about me
The thing is though
That they don’t matter
Sure I get it all out
I’m not bottling it up anymore
But it’s still inside me
And not out there
All those feelings
That I write down
Should be out there
I should say them
And say them again
Just so someone gets the point
What really matters is
Having someone know
Just how I feel
Because in the end
I want it…
What every girl wants
I want the romance
I want the guy
That’s my best friend
And I don’t get him
Because I don’t say
What’s on my mind
Its part fear
Its part youth
Its part girl
I’m not talking about the dress
I’m not talking about moving in
I’m not talking about kids
I’m just saying that I did
If you didn’t know it
I did want you
I guess I still do
Because in the end
I’m just a girl
And I don’t want
The rejection
Anymore than you do
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