Friday, October 14. 2011
My Choice
I knew the game would not take place
I knew we would not cook or row
and that the rooms I got to know
would never ever be the case
so why would I still walk that way
so why would I keep going on
if all the fun and life had gone
why would I wish and want to stay
I do not know what makes the heart
so slow in beating final thruth
it might have been the lack of youth
that broke that song's refrain apart
but on the other hand I tend
to clinging to a final straw
because of all the lies I saw
this was the truth I had to bend
so I will not get over this
because I choose not to comply
but with each stern refused goodbye
I will conceive another kiss
© 2011
I knew we would not cook or row
and that the rooms I got to know
would never ever be the case
so why would I still walk that way
so why would I keep going on
if all the fun and life had gone
why would I wish and want to stay
I do not know what makes the heart
so slow in beating final thruth
it might have been the lack of youth
that broke that song's refrain apart
but on the other hand I tend
to clinging to a final straw
because of all the lies I saw
this was the truth I had to bend
so I will not get over this
because I choose not to comply
but with each stern refused goodbye
I will conceive another kiss
© 2011
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