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Aug 2017
I don’t need an opinion to make mine whole
I’m not so stubborn that I won’t listen closely
Everywhere I go they try to sell me something
I wonder where I’d go if I wanted to be home

Drinking with closed eyes is the best way to think
I wait for the shadow in the door that fills my mind
I wondered if she’d be early type, but she was late
She can wait as long as it takes to keep me guessing

I decided not to ask her any questions right away
That way her past can do the talking tomorrow
There’s no way I can explain how much I think
But she knows because my eyes always care

Sometimes I’m not anything except taking it
I have a few things figured out in my mind
I know what to think but small talk is important
It’s mainly about you and that’s why it matters

I’m always open but you make me obvious
It’s better to be honest than to play pretend
If it makes me seem weak, don’t assume
I’m only human but I'm not desperate to be

I’m not so worried about being the nice guy
You need to know I can draw lines in the sand
It’s not to prove anything, it’s only my life darling
If it ends like that you’ll wonder why you dared
Mark Lecuona
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