Looking at the sky makes me want to cry coz do I ever try to fly high enough to reach You?

Saturday, October 5, 2013

A million miles close

I live
A thousand miles from her
And never been 
To the same places
Never met the same people
Never read the same books
Never heard of each other
Till recently

So one night I looked her up
Her name came up
And I saw what she did
And suddenly I was her

I was young before
Though at 17 I felt 64
But I was young in a young body
In a ruthless world
We both live in

And I understand all of her logic
All that she wants
All the fun
Attention
And sweetness
Satisfaction 
From the cheer 
And the approval
And the voices
I see myself doing what she did

Merely 12 years ago

We live a million miles away
Another million differences
Between us
But I was her
She is me
Doing all I wanted
To get

Somehow I understand it all
But  i can't see the end
I can smell the evil
But can't tell where it's coming from

All I know is I know her
She was me

I was her
Deep inside
I wanted the attention
I wanted to do it all
I wanted them to look at me
I wanted them to cheer at me
I wanted them to smile and say 
I'm pretty 
And they like me

I understand the feeling
But I do wish her well
Though she seems like she's in hell
On earth

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