A poem about knowing if what you have is what you want. |
I knew this girl I walked in her open door She showed me this world I knew why she brought me here for I was tempted to walk in But it’s just something to be ended So I just stood by her porch steps To see how good or bad it gets After a while I put her on trial She never understood me She could of got me… I mirrored my expression To her a confession I told her we could never be I told her to let me be And she asked me How I could walk out the door And I told her I was never actually inside at all She looked at me Finally she saw what I see I said… Count all your blessings Wear your heart on your sleeve Leave all your warnings And next time warn me before I know you too well And it wraps us in silent’s shell So I stood outside the door And I wonder why I care for But when you care to call my name We both play a loser’s game The scoreboard never lies The game never dies She left her door open When I went home that night To leave in the midnight air I told her when the wrong moment was right Like she know why I said nothing for As I closed her open door Count all your blessings Wear your heart on your sleeve Leave all your warnings And next time warn me before I know you too well And it wraps us in silent’s shell |