Mending
How did it end up this way?
Now I have to say goodbye
I want to move astray
All I want to do is cry
This isn't easy,
This isn't clear.
Too much thinking makes me feel queasy
I don't know which way to steer.
I wish this was the ending
My heart needs some mending.
Copyright © Kay Cassio | Year Posted 2015
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