By Arcassin Burnham


For you..
i'll go.
Your way, and,
feel..
my hopes, come crashing in,
i..
want you.. to know, that,
you..
matter.. to somebody,

the quiet girl,
in a cold world,
in a group home,
with a bunch of mean girls,
not lady-like,
but you were a pearl,

tending to your lonesome's guilt,
everything is not beauty and made of silk,
but the only boy you ever loved since kindergarten gave
you the slip,
Meanwhile i was lost,
until i saw you,
what you do is real,
like a human's point of view,
hail the quiet one,
she will reign supreme,
For the ******* you've been through,
You deserve to be a queen,
with the throne and all of its wonders,
trying to find some purpose for the summer,
its just the way you talk that makes me concerned,
hurting and sitting in rain and thunder,
but i was always, i was always here...


For you..
i'll go.
Your way, and,
feel..
my hopes, come crashing in,
i..
want you.. to know, that,
you..
matter.. to somebody,

talking to you and making jokes and knowing your worth,
swear it can't be compared,
loosening my attention like the shy kid that only
appears when no one is there,
give me permission , wait on my opinion just so you
could feel good about yourself,
feeling like you will always be alone in a cold world,
that's not good for your health.