Wednesday, December 11, 2013

No one



As they dance upon my spine 
I'm coming to an end
They will never truly see
What it means to be me

I'm sorry it's all I know how to say
I'm always wrong and always in the way

I don't try very hard trouble tends to find me
I wish what people saw wasn't just skin deep

In the wild a rose is strong and bright
They are prized by size for they're such a beautiful sight

I don't want boys eyes 
I know I'm no real prize

It's not much I have to give you
No pretty face will kiss you

I'll try I promise I will
A heart this empty looking for anyone to fill

I'm broken and the original wasn't much better 
I've got a habit of bringing bad wether

As they dance upon my spine I smile
With no more reasons I find these moments my friend 
The floors not so bad to me 
I know in the end that's were I'm meant to be.

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