Mediocre Poetry (2015)

I called you out by the door

You couldn't say you were late

for the last train

I was lame

Cause I couldn't see

You had another man

Now this

has anything to do

with my tears?

You were sharp

And full of dreams

But you barely gave

the first step

for leaving here

So I laughed on you

And your road full of fears

I kept traveling on

Cause I had nowhere else to go

Until the day

You have no fears nor tears

So I stop whinning

And start to see things

the way I used to

But darling I still love you

and I will always do

It just happened that my loneliness

stopped being pitiful

David Ceccon
Enviado por David Ceccon em 12/11/2019
Reeditado em 05/05/2022
Código do texto: T6793241
Classificação de conteúdo: seguro