she likes to pretend that
she can make anyone fall in
love with her
but she always wakes
in the morning wondering who
would care for such a
misfortune

it never really works anyway
& she catches all the
unintended fish
but she'll go on casting
her spells
forever fighting fate
in his unrequited
honor
& she'll be fighting
these tears
all the ****** unresponsive
night
if she isn't careful

the music
will always lead
her heart
to where it isn't meant
to lay
& the dreams
will always rip her
right from reality
on these cold winter
days

she is caught in the
crossfire
between her love
& her vow

if you ask her when
she'd like to escape
she'll say

"I'll never know how."