Can we press pause?
Cuz i'm trying to figure out what's going on
This twist in the plot has me confused
She's crying and i don't see the cause
I see two boys
Like shadows on her heart
Reflected in her eyes
A single tear clings to her chin
Threatening to splash onto her shirt
I see a million tries
Colored outside the lines
Scribbled onto her skin in Sharpie
Ink that sinks deep and then washes with the first rain
The boys are still there
I can't see which one is her's
I press play again and the figures burst into life
She is torn, caught up in the middle.
So alike
So different
That wavering tear falls
The tiny pearl of salty water soaks into her collar
She scrubs her face
And the black sharpie smears across her face
One of those boys comes up and wipes her face with his hand
She catches it mid way across her cheek.
The other boy looks at her longingly and takes one step back
She begs using no words
Only her eyes betray her agony
She begs him to stay
He takes one look at her hand covering the imposter's
Shakes his head and turns around
No one sees the tears that course down his face
But i do.
I yell at her
He's the one
Choose him
Don't be stupid
My voice is hoarse, my throat hurts from my cries of warning
I look down and see a hand in mine.
I stare across the room to see that boy with tears coursing down his face
He's leaving.
My heart is confused
So torn i could scream
I will scream
I do scream
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
Kill me now
This agony is
Enough enough enough already!
I wish i was simply watching this on a screen
For then i would click the power button and watch the screen fade black
I wish i could eject the disc and forget the pain
I can't
It's my choice
Look up.
Look up.
Look up.
Don't miss out.
But either way i go
Do i miss out?
Two perfectly amazing guys
Which one?
Which way?
Which hand?
What do i say?
I hate
Choices.
Tuesday, November 11, 2008
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