by Elizabeth V
I wish she would just break my heart,
Set every piece on fire
So I would never have to feel
The pain of my desire
I wish she then would simply throw
The ashes in the sea
So I would never have to feel
The guilt of being me
Cause every time she looks at me,
It's like I face my fears,
And always almost touch her skin,
Before she disappears
And after that I'm left alone
With paper and a pen
I'm writing this while worrying
That we won't meet again
I know that shes just desperate
And so misunderstood
But cant help but think about
The day she'll go for good
For every heart I've broken,
I get mine broken twice
And every time I've spoken,
no soul could realise.
Dont want to let my father down
My father from above
I wish my heart would let me choose
The people that I love