Folded on a bruised plea
Pain defined by agony
It does not matter what you love
But who are you when push becomes shove
Lettered on a paper bag
Empty when vowels lack
Reality in memories
Nothing but hypocrisy
Truth is not in thoughts alone
The past will never be full grown
Today is just played pretend
Tomorrow not your time to lend
Yesterday a foreign word my
Recollected
Reminiscing
Realistic
Friend deferred.
Jun 28, 2014
Jun 28, 2014 at 11:00 AM UTC
Folded on a bruised plea
Pain defined by agony
It does not matter what you love
But who are you when push becomes shove
Lettered on a paper bag
Empty when vowels lack
Reality in memories
Nothing but hypocrisy
Truth is not in thoughts alone
The past will never be full grown
Today is just played pretend
Tomorrow not your time to lend
Yesterday a foreign word my
Recollected
Reminiscing
Realistic
Friend deferred.