I saw a beautiful girl on the street
She looked nothing like me, I think
But I wanted to call you
And tell you about
The way that her hair got caught in her mouthI saw the wing of a bird on the road
It was early, I was walking alone
And I found it lovely
And I found it sad
I don't know how you'd find it but I wanted to askAnd at the bar, on TV
They were talking about the casualties
Four hundred and counting
And my only question
Was, how would you feel if one was me?
Would you wish we made love again?
Would you want to revisit the marks on my skin?
'Cause the world could be burning
And all I'd be thinking is
How are you doing, baby?I'm sorry to be so serious
I know you don't like my long face
I am only here to tell you
That I am evisceratedI'm sorry to be so serious
I know you can't stand me this way
I am only here to tell you
I took hope and I took desireAfter everything
Everything's still about you to me
You are a wildfire and I'm standing in the rain
After everything
Everything's about you
YOU ARE READING
Poems by ME
PoetryA bunch of Poems that I wrote. I hope you like them NOTE-goes through a lot of edits EXTRA NOTE-I probably have made a spelling/grammatical mistake so please don't be afraid to tell me