Work In Progress.

I’m still wrapped up in you

Sometimes I wish you knew

I know the answers

But only after a few


To young to give in

To square to stray course

Now the nights are getting colder

I wish I’d spent more time sleeping over


Some words are to hard swallow

You’re the brightest thing I had

Now my heart’s so hollow


Those who say I should have been myself

Have obviously never met you

Words can never say what I saw in your eyes

What was left of me

I gave to you


So pull the curtain’s only to see

I’m lost, you’re found

Our page has turned


This will all make perfect sense someday

I’ll find my way

Until then I’m inside out

Staring at the pictures you forgot about