Colette Grosvenor Poems

A memory of a friend saying goodbye,
Stays with you forever and never does it die.
It's happened to me in the past, but i hope it won't anymore,
Because those lost friends come back knocking at my door.
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I'm lucky to be me, although I might not know it yet,
Wasted my life feeling sad, another thing that I really regret.
I used to think that the whole world was against me,
Thinking that I would never be free.
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You say that you know me,
What you know is your best guess.
You don't have true awareness of me,
You have only what I confess.
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The moment I feel happy with my life,
Dark storm clouds rush in,
To trample on everythng I have.
There is someone out there,
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Why is it when adults see me coming they walk another way?
I've seen it happen everyday.
Do they think I would cause them pain?
Do they think im completly insane?
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He leant over his half finished crossword.
Burnt out cigarette in one hand,
Pen, held loosely in the other.
Most mornings he's like this,
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I want you to be there because you want to,
Not because there is no one else.
Not because just your sad or blue,
Not through pitty because I'm sat there all by myself.
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Is there any point in dreaming?
Hiding the real world to stop you from screaming.
Living in a make believe bubble,
But forgetting your old life is the trouble.
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I'm not an emo, I'm just always sad,
but at least im happy this way.
It's everyone around me who has the problem,
Not me, I'm happy,
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Our world we live in is such a wonderful place,
It is filled with beauty and grace.
It is precious as the bird's song,
and is so perfectly put together that nothing can go wrong.
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