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Someday

I talk words of lust

with a boy unaware

I know not if it's unjust

if he knew that i would dare

 

To be touching lips with another

and another after that

3 boys who want me

and on top of that...

 

an ex-lover who awaits

her love to be reciprocated

by one she had wronged

by me, yes, I she has wronged.

 

and alas, the sister of a friend

whom i am confused upon

if i should love her or not

fool, you may think that she is the last one

 

another girl at school

she is but a year older

i see her from time to time

rarely i seek for her

 

she is but a crush

the sister, but a dream

the ex-lover - such a waste

and though it may seem

 

that i am an adultress

because of all these men

but judge me not

i don't belong to any of them

 

commit, you say

it is for the best

but if i do so again

i may have to rip out my chest

 

it hurts beyond words

and the pain - i may not be able to bare

and i'd have to swallow the hurt again

till i am too numb to give a care

 

so tell me, kind stranger, what would you do?

if you had 3 boys and 1 girl loving you

another girl, you might love

and another girl, as a crush

don't you think it's a tad bit too much?

 

though, i can't control it

I need to be reassured

that though my love betrayed me

this broken vessel be cured

 

by something more real

it has to exist

something i wont be afraid to love

something far greater than a kiss

 

something others cant take from me

something thats just mine

something that i can have

and keep for all time

 

so tell me, kind stranger, do you take me for a fool?

you think i don't know that such thing is hard to find?

that it is but impossible

because i am still so blind

 

i'll find my happiness

i pray to the gods i do

but only once i stop thinking of finding it

is when id find you

 

you. whom i have poured my heart and soul out to

without giving a rat's ***

one i'm not afraid of - i'm afraid of everything.

you, who is not wearing a mask.

 

if you tell me that you're right there

id lose all faith in man kind

because i know you're not

i know that now.

 

if you tell me you wont hurt me

don't say another word

because i know you will hurt me

i know that now.

 

but i can love myself

i can live for myself, too

i know that now

i don't exactly have to live for you.

 

it is my life

this is my world

but i'm lonely

because i'm too scared to be that broken hearted girl

 

the one who cried

the one who swore

and hit her lover

and walked out the door

 

even if i could

i wouldn't change a thing

because through this mangled heart

i can love true again

 

someday..

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Nov 9, 2012
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