
Priscilla. A writer, a psychologist wannabe, a student. Hopeless romantic. Pisces. Content.
"The thing to remember is, if we're all alone, then we're all together in that too.” - Katie Bates
title: If
If I could tell you my dreams, I would paint you the picture in my head The clouds and the birds All the colours of my world
If I could hide in your arms, These monsters might never come back My nights would be safe And you would be there with me
If I put on a façade Would you try to see through it? When you see how flawed I am Would you run away from me?
If I sang you my heart, You might hear its broken tone You might even have it memorized But you won’t sing along with me
If this were the last road on earth Would you take it with me? Or would you go your own way? Would you say goodbye?
If I keep guessing and asking, Would I be answered somehow? Is there a point in this? Do you even hear me? Labels: poetry |
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