Rich Downes


(not Sure) What's In Store - Poem by Rich Downes

(Not sure) what's in store
I can't ask you for any more
Knowing that I'm in too deep
Nothing's been spoken,
Just wannabe something,
And my heart is finally been beat.
Feeling is paining,
Sickened of being the man alone in the busiest room in the entire crowd,
But I'm not the one you want me to be
Yet I know that my sighing is the loudest sound

I'm not burley
Soul is dirty
That's the one girl I used to adore
Always last in line
Life is so unkind
Yet I can't stop feeling sore
(Yeah)

She's always flirting
Life is always giving strains
I'm always likely to be the lonely man in the crowds

But I'm not the one you want me to be
Yet I know that my sighing is the loudest sound

Na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, naaaa
Na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, naaa

But I'm not the one you want me to be
But I'm not the one you want me to be
But I'm not the one you want me to be
Yet I know that my sighing is the loudest sound

Na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, naaa
Na, na, na, na
Na, na, na naaa

But I'm not the one you want me to be
(Not the one you want me to be)
But I'm not the one you want me to be
(Not the one you want me to be)
But I'm not the one you want me to be
Yet I know that my crying is the loudest sound

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, May 13, 2012



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