It happened again
I tried to count to ten
But this time it just didn’t work
And now I’m in bed
With these thoughts in my head
About how you must think I’m a ****
How do I explain
How I’m in so much pain
When you’re hurting too
I should just go to sleep
But all I can think
Is what do I say to you?
I try to pretend
But I’m crying to my friends
On the phone to them every night
And through the tears I yell
While I’m asking ‘What the hell
Must I do to set this right?
How do I explain
How I’m in so much pain
When you’re hurting too
I should just go to sleep
But all I can think
Is what do I say to you?’
They say give it time
But I can’t control it
And now I’m just repeating
I’m sorry, I love you
I’m sorry, I love you
I’m sorry, I love you
I love you
Maybe now I realise
I need to respect your disguise
Or else I will lose you
And so I’ll go to sleep
Instead of trying to think
About what I should say to you
Dec 1, 2020
Dec 1, 2020 at 8:18 PM UTC
It happened again
I tried to count to ten
But this time it just didn’t work
And now I’m in bed
With these thoughts in my head
About how you must think I’m a ****
How do I explain
How I’m in so much pain
When you’re hurting too
I should just go to sleep
But all I can think
Is what do I say to you?
I try to pretend
But I’m crying to my friends
On the phone to them every night
And through the tears I yell
While I’m asking ‘What the hell
Must I do to set this right?
How do I explain
How I’m in so much pain
When you’re hurting too
I should just go to sleep
But all I can think
Is what do I say to you?’
They say give it time
But I can’t control it
And now I’m just repeating
I’m sorry, I love you
I’m sorry, I love you
I’m sorry, I love you
I love you
Maybe now I realise
I need to respect your disguise
Or else I will lose you
And so I’ll go to sleep
Instead of trying to think
About what I should say to you
poems are just the preface to songs, aren't they? or songs are an evolution of poetry