There's a letter that I'll never Deliver to you girl you left a mess in my world, And now things in my bedroom Remind me of you..
See there are old cd's I burned And paper planes crashed by the door And song lyrics spilled on the floor I should probably clean it all up but A part of me just won't forget us You must have been pretty special Cause these days, I try not to be so sentimental.. Did you get the memo? I've been recording demos And someday in December, I'll record a single' Just you wait. I'm not going anywhere but up, Though things in my bedroom remind me of you, I actually don't give a **** I'm just bringing all of this up Because, I thought it'd be nice To spare you a thought, and a poem Every now and then... Oh **** we used to be the best of friends And in my journals there's evidence Man its been a while and you're still relevant.. So for the hell of it Let's raise a glass.... Oh in my room theres a few birthday cards But as the years go on, i get less and less of those And theres a lava lamp, thats pretty small.. But thats okay Cause its next to my cd player thats still playing my first mixtape.. So oh yeah, let's raise a glass.. To the person I am today, Darling you said we all have to change Well if i did, it came from a place of pain..
Thanks for the positive response on the last two poems! But this is typical Cathy now! A new little freestyle :)