Simply Me

Simply Me
Some call me a writer, I just call me me.

Saturday, October 8, 2011

Remodel


You never wanted to be my anything, we were a secret. I didn't want to keep it, but you made me. Now I don't even know you, can't understand who you are. You were so near, but now.. you're oh so far.


Remodel
You never wanted to be my anything
so why is it
you're willing to be her everything?
I don't even know you anymore.
What you've become.
You talk to me, and I don't know what to say.
I see the same blue eyes
but where's their brilliance?
Where's their light?

You never wanted to make any commitments
so why is it
you break down and miss this?
Why do you keep coming back here
when I don't even know you anymore.
What you've become.
You listen to me, but I don't seem to care.
I hear your voice
but where's it's substance?
Where's it's might?

You never wanted to make mistakes
so why it is
every fault you committed still aches?
Because I don't even know you anymore.
What you've become.
You're here, but I don't want you
and you wonder why I never show
but I can't love someone
I don't even know.


"You don't know a thing about me, you don't know a thing about me."