Oh sickly stupid me,
I have never been so weak.
I always wanted a smart girl
Who could grasp my capacious vocabulary
She would learn and become better.
Oh sickly stupid truth,
Why do you have to come and…
And take from me what I think need.
Truth:
Too young-
Too smart-
Too beautiful
To be contained
Within the boundaries of a... anything.
And so away
You distant speck on the Horizon
Let my tears drown the last remnants of you from my sight.
While lubricating our transition
To another life.
Aug 5, 2010
Aug 5, 2010 at 5:55 PM UTC
Oh sickly stupid me,
I have never been so weak.
I always wanted a smart girl
Who could grasp my capacious vocabulary
She would learn and become better.
Oh sickly stupid truth,
Why do you have to come and…
And take from me what I think need.
Truth:
Too young-
Too smart-
Too beautiful
To be contained
Within the boundaries of a... anything.
And so away
You distant speck on the Horizon
Let my tears drown the last remnants of you from my sight.
While lubricating our transition
To another life.