Bending
Bending to my breaking point,
But thats just not enough.
Bending more, and getting soar.
My mind is like a beehive,
Going every way.
Just some day,
I hope it goes away.
Bending to my breaking point,
Now i've had enough.
I was looking for my happiness,
And i found it in your touch.
Copyright © Hope Ballard | Year Posted 2010
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