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Aug 2013
My mind is clear
On this hazy morning
As I hear
The sounds of car horns blaring
I don't know what it is
About a brand new day-ay
I don't give a ****
What you're saying
About me going my way

Because I've got no regrets
Everything that happens, happens for the best
Even when the skies close back up
I still won't really give a ****
Because this
This is my day
And this, this, this
Won't turn my heart, heart gray

It's still early in the morning
I'm on my way to work
When it starts pouring
Rain and desperate texts
From you to me on this day
I don't know why but I still smile
You used to know how to play, play me
But I will never run your mile
No I won't give in to your Judas Kiss
Anymore
No more
No, no more

You used to have the power to turn my stomach
With just one look from your big brown eyes
Now your voice is something I can't stomach
No matter how much, how hard I try
But it doesn't matter
It doesn't add up in the big picture
Because now I'd rather
Just make myself richer
In heart and in mind
Without you
And I don't mind
That I'm never going to be with you
No I'm never going to be with you
John
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John  28/M/New York
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