Living the high life,
Only to come back to me.
I wait behind in your humble abode,
A true princess on a high.
Leaving the old me behind,
The new one awaits,
The time to be released,
I am made of plasticine.
Unable to resist the
Last night i cried for you, just like all the other nights.
There are so many things i need you to know,
I need you to understand how i feel,
I need you and me to be 'us' again.
I bleed in front of you,
But not through a cut, slash, or open wound.
They tell you the story.
Lurking in the depths,
I tried to sort it out,
Did what I could to make things better,
Tried to erase the past,
Forget my memories,
You may be older than me,
Wiser, or more well rounded.
And I don't pretend to know everything,
But i do know this;
if I had a beautiful face,
eyes that you could not break away from
or lips that you couldn't help but kiss,
I know I’d have nothing to worry about.