B.. Alexander


Out Of Sync - Poem by B.. Alexander

These dreams are my distraction
From all that is wrong with me
I mentally annotate this script
I silently rephrase that lyric
My ambitions are my misdirction
From all that is wrong in me

I've always blamed someone else
For my inability to attain them
I've turned my unhappiness to you
When those dreams remained untrue

Sometimes you just sit there
Tearing apart my favorite music
'Why do you like this sad singer?
What is there to enjoy in this? '
And you'll stamp your foul distaste
On the songs that changed my life
And you'll make me question them;
The words that I aspire to...

Though I love you for who you are
We don't share our dreams...
Though you love me for who I am
Our dreams are not the same...

So I sit still; in silence, sometimes
Not talking of what I'm dreaming
That one day I want to write and sing
While you sit there babbling eternally
Oh, how you hate writers and singers
And I wonder why I'm here...

As you stamp your foul distain
On the songs that saved my life
And you'll make me question them;
The words that I aspire to...

And when I wonder why I'm here...

You kiss me hard and passionate
And I must remember;
My dreams are my deception
From all that is wrong in me...

(2007)


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Poem Submitted: Monday, July 23, 2007

Poem Edited: Wednesday, March 23, 2011


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