Marbles
I don't want to pay the price
of my own bad decisions
I wish I could run away
from this bad vision
I can't change nothing
I can't glue the divisions
so little is in my hand
to avoid the collision
I don't want to pay this price
can you spare me the pain?
come down from the sky
and tell me we'll be ok
no walk take me far enough
to make my heart forget
do miracles really happen?
I haven't seen one yet.
But if I could just no pay the price
and make you just appear
have some magic in my fingers
to turn far into near
I'll let the rain now wash
the story of my years
we are marbles in the dust
flicked inside a child-made sphere.
Jessica
Copyright © Jessica Carrasco | Year Posted 2024
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