How I am
I shouldn't change
Even if it seems strange
That I may not have
The time to do
All the small things
That matter to you
It without intention
That I can assure
But as for this scattiness
There is no cure
I never want to hurt
Friend or foe
But right now I’ve caused pain
And there’s nothing else for e to do but go.
I might hang my head low
But without a doubt I know
I cannot be questioned for how I was and my whole being
So I sit here and wait for the phone to ring.
© Leonora Sophie
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