I can hear them downstairs
and I could go down
and tell them i care
but i don’t really want to
I could go make nice with them
stop all the tears
never to come again
but I don’t really want to
I could go and be happy
and could just go to sleep
and not be sappy
but I don’t really want to
I could clean up this mess and forget
the stains and throw it all away
and never give thought to regret
but I don’t really want to
I could stay right here and let it all drip down
down from my crown and creep through my gown
my birthday dress which they insisted i wear
but I don’t really want to
But I really do want to
right?
KAMU SEDANG MEMBACA
Collection of Me
PuisiSo, this is a bit of a collection of my thoughts and feelings and hopes and dreams and just about everything in between (hey! that rhymed! maybe I am getting the hang of this poetry thing! ... yeah not really). It started out being solely about poet...