Jun 2016
You did it all wrong and lost your mind,
Knock on the door,
It’s all now gone.
Where have you been?
Away from here..
You missed it, didn’t see it,
Blown into oblivion.
.1998.
Knock on the door,
It’s all now gone.
Where have you been?
Away from here..
You missed it, didn’t see it,
Blown into oblivion.
.1998.
understand, i wrote this back in 1998! i was a volatile 17 year old girl trapped in a private school, living in the middle of nowhere with no transportation, my nearest friend lived 15 miles away, and her nor i had a vehicle, and my parents were always gone... i was a miserable angry teen.. where this poem came from in my messy brain, i do not know.. but re-reading it just now, it caught my attention.. its just a thing i suppose.
