Poems: Words Of A Poet

Reasons

You've given me a million reasons to just go,
And you haven't tried to tell me no,
Maybe because you don't know,
That I got tons of reasons, little reasons,
Push me away, I run to the hills,
Yet you don't stop how it feels,
I got tons of reasons, just little reasons;

Now I don't know why I stay,
It never gets me far,
But it's the price I pay,
You know you're the reasons for the teardrops on my guitar,
Yet when I look at you, I find the reasons to stay;

My mind stuck in a cycle, I stand and stare,
Looking over at you wondering why do I care,
There are tons of reasons, little reasons,
And I know if you say something that you really meant,
Be hard to see what's new and set,
I got tons of reasons, little reasons;

Now I don't know why I stay,
It never gets me far,
But it's the price I pay,
You know you're the reasons for the teardrops on my guitar,
Yet when I look at you I find the reasons to stay;

It feels like I've stopped breathing,
Can't this be better than living,
I try to make the worst seem better,
Though I know you're the reasons for the teardrops on my guitar,
Yet when I look at you;

Now I don't know why I stay,
It never gets me far,
But it's the price I pay,
You know you're the reasons for the teardrops on my guitar,
Yet when I look at you I find the reasons to stay;