Different Than the Rest
It was different this time.My heart didn't pound.
My mind didn't go blank.
My voice didn't get lost.
What happened to that feeling I had,
When I was around you?
My heart used to pound so hard,
That you could here it a mile away.
My mind used to go blank all that time.
I never knew what to say.
And when I found something to say,
I could never say it.
My voice always faded.
Now,
It's different.
We grew apart,
Like most people do.
We hardly speak to one another,
It's so lonely now.
I have no one to lean on when I'm sad.
I have no one to make me laugh.
I have no one who cares about me enough,
To make me think about the good things in life.
It used to be different.
It used to be different from the rest.
Poetry by Sarah Mae
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Written on 2008-04-12 at 05:21
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