Just once every little while
I wish I could have been
in another time
another place
To be someone so different
That someone you wished I could be
I would be.
But it aint happening
Not now
I've been here too long
too imperfect
for the PERFECT
you demand
perhaps indeed
you deserve.
So I say goodbye
Grieving
I turn around
and leave.
The End
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I feel that way sometimes myself. Especially those days when I can't seem to make anyone happy. I envision either a starship heading out into the galaxy or a pirate ship sailing the Caribbean sometime in the late 17th century.
ReplyDeletethat was beautiful Katey :)
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