I'm a hopeless romantic
with a shredded heart
I'm a bitter old woman
with a collection of nameless lovers
that left me without so much as a good-bye
I have a ragged face
with centuries of stories to tell
I am as old as time
and as young as tomorrow
My tired soul no longer
flutters
nor does it jump
it sits there waiting to die
I have father issues
and a propensity
for attracting assholes
I don't have dreams
or ambitions
and just that is what I am
I don't live
I just merely exist
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