Feb 2016
Just look at me now.
All gift wrapped, and such
Do you like what you see?
Cause I don’t, very much.
As the lying won’t cease
And my truth is horrific,
You don't want to ask me
To be more specific. . .
So I’ll say goodbye
And tell you to go;
Don’t look for a truth
You won’t want to know.
All gift wrapped, and such
Do you like what you see?
Cause I don’t, very much.
As the lying won’t cease
And my truth is horrific,
You don't want to ask me
To be more specific. . .
So I’ll say goodbye
And tell you to go;
Don’t look for a truth
You won’t want to know.
I wrote this when I was 15 post observing the guidelines of traditional ballads. This is the product of a linguistic makeover :)
(All poems original Copyright of Eva Denali Will © 2015, 2016)
(All poems original Copyright of Eva Denali Will © 2015, 2016)
