I can't seem to say the right thing
Act the right way
Be the right one
But it seems to be okay
I'm a b*tch
I'm a witch
I can take care of myself
But somehow
I need someone
(Am I kidding myself?
I need you!)
You're not listening
Because I'm not saying
We're just waltzing
Through life
We're apart
But in my mind
We're together
So together
We're touching
Intertwined hands
Locked elbows
Rubbing shoulders
Crossing ankles
We're together
So together
I'm trying
To tell you
But you're not listening
Because the only talking
Is what I'm saying
Inside my head
I'm b*tching
I'm witching
But not at you
Never at you
It's not your fault
It's my fault
Because
I can't seem to say the right thing
Act the right way
Be the right one
And it's tearing me apart
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I really like this. It flows nicely and yet has the sensation of thought in the way it wanders. Nice write! ~Salir Airosa