To simply notice my absence To simply notice the empty seat That vacated bench in the hallway The unheard voice missing
To simply notice my presence So early in the day I thought nobody would notice that I had gone away But you did and you stopped just to say
Oh, and of course it had to be you. You with the eyes of the ocean blue. I always try to forget you Because you are simply too good to be true.
But sometimes you make old winters new. And I just can't stop drowning in your blue. For years I've been singing the same old tune. And I'm so young yet my whole life is colored with your hue.
Yet, I grow in a place where new winters are old And for people like me love stories aren't told. I don't have the mind, body, or the face. And only around you do like I feel like a disgrace.
So god help me! Shut these blinds! I never thought something so excruciating can be so kind. I guess it just always gives me a friendly remind. That I will never be worth your time.
But in a hell like this where kindness is rare, You can always manage to make me aware That good people like you are out there.
But ******! You ******! Don't you see? I can't lose sight of what's in front of me! I can't get my hopes up for things that can't be! All that brings is misery!
But you come along and you act so sweet. You are a NaΓ―ve demon and it makes me weep.
To simply notice when I'm not around. When the skeletons on the wall make me frown. Your welcome is enough to spin me around. Then make me hate myself and come back down.
- A
I sign A at the bottom of my poems because that is what my real name starts with.