Post by nycdreams on Jul 23, 2013 15:48:48 GMT -5
Look at the picture
It used to be me
So sweet
So naive
So kind
Unaware of
The cruel world
Of society
Of everything
All the pain
And humiliation
All the regret
Wake up
Come down from your cloud
This innocence will
Kill you when you’re older
That picture was a little girl
Who had all the
Happiness
In the world
A father who loved her
No emptiness ever
Inside her
No one who took
Advantage of her.
She is dead
But her memory lives on
In the picture
It used to be me
So sweet
So naive
So kind
Unaware of
The cruel world
Of society
Of everything
All the pain
And humiliation
All the regret
Wake up
Come down from your cloud
This innocence will
Kill you when you’re older
That picture was a little girl
Who had all the
Happiness
In the world
A father who loved her
No emptiness ever
Inside her
No one who took
Advantage of her.
She is dead
But her memory lives on
In the picture
. Around "wake up/come down from your cloud" it feels a bit choppy.