Suppose I said
I am on my best behaviour
And there are times
I lose my worried mind
Would you want me when
I’m not myself
Wait it out while I am someone else?
Suppose I said
Colours change for no good reason
And words will go
From poetry to prose
Would you want me when
I’m not myself
Wait it out while I am someone else?
And I, in time, will come around
I always do for you
Suppose I said
You’re my saving grace
John Mayer, Album: Room for Squares
As some are aware, I can’t write poetry to save my life, so sometimes it’s a relief to let someone else do the expressing for you. I stumbled on this and it is so apt, it’s uncanny: every single word dear.
4 comments:
i was just thinking that u write nice poetry..
;p
i dunno why i cant write long poems.. for the life of me. but if you see short snippets without any author's name.. then they are mine.
and really.. DM is right. i swear i left a comment in ur previous post.. but why doesn't it show up?
Would you re-comment please, please please? Heh, if you dont mind..
Blogger has been having problems these past few days, so I think I've lost the comments, and I didnt even get to read them first! :(
(And thanks, but really I think I suck quite a bit at it. Someone once told me that I write better prose than poetry so maybe that's made me a little touchy on the subject, heh heh.)
i wouldn't mind sweetie.. but i really forgot what i wrote.. sorree!
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