It's the way he looks at me,
How I wish that he might see,
Something more than who I am,
Something not so...bad.
It's the way he smiles,
That makes me want to run for miles.
Maybe if he opens his eyes
He will see me.
Look a little harder, boy,
Stare into my eyes,
I know you feel demise,
Please set it aside.
Look a little harder, boy,
I promise that in me,
There is something you can see.
If you try.
Because I, I, I, I, I,
I promise to love you,
Yes I do.
Because yo-o-o-o-ou,
Please promise to love me,
And I'll love you, too.
I'm more than just a no one
Who pretends to be someone else.
I'm more than just an old stuffed toy
Lying broken on a dusty shelf.
Look a little harder, boy,
Stare into my eyes!
I know you feel demise,
Please set it aside.
Look just a bit harder, boy!
I promise,
There's more in me...
Than you can see...
Just look a little harder, boy.
More Picklez songs turned into WC poetry. Yes, this is Squirrelflight about Brambleclaw. Get it? Got it? Good.
JE LEEST
Warriors Poetry
PoëzieWe'll write beautiful poetry in this book, any admin is welcome. Come here to escape from reality and hear some welcoming and peaceful poetry.
