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All the drama All the things All the wants All the needs For my dream For my life For my heart Give me a head start Let me know...... Hold up I don't care I dare somday you'll be all mine I care for you My heart beat's your name You know who you are Beacuse I'll be e-mailing this to you Sit back and close your eyes Think of all them lonely nights Think of that heartbreak The things that made your heart cold Let it go I'll lend you that hand you need Your heart can feed off of me I'll be all you need.... But my age wont allow me So now I have to go I wont say its a heart break Because its a disappoint Who am I to hold that against you Your not pefect Because no one who walk on this earth is I must come to amends And call you my "Friend" Without the title You know me and I know you So take out friends And replace it with your word.... Why are you so blind I was willing to do anything But thanks anyway Cuz any other man would have used me Instead you told me the truth.... Maybe you doing me a favor Maybe I was the one that was blind Maybe I am not ready But for you I was willing to grow Let you do as you please I thought you was my need But you made me bleed Tears Falling on to the keybroad But I learned to accept the truth I am willing to grow And mature to a young lady Then we can talk But by then you may have moved on And so will I So I moved on I let all the ropes of hope go But as I form from a child to a woman Can you please there Teach me What a man whats from his lady How I should cook And when to shut up Tell me So when I marry I can be the best wife When I die It will be of pride pride you helped me gain Tell me what I should change or should I stay the same Watch me grow Maybe I'll be with you When never know untill the days go And the hearts let us know

Copyright © | Year Posted 2007




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