Praying For What I Cant Forgive
I want you to walk in on me on my knees,
Praying.
I want you to listen to every single word.
Only to realize it was not I that was saying.
I want you to understand that you don't belong here
And I do not belong by your side
I am not some itch to scratched
Not someone by your side to be matched
You see me now, take an even better look
And see no fear
What am I supposed to wear?
Now you see that for no backbone I haven't a care.
I am the only one I know to not be judged
So take what you now regret seeing, and leave
I am not your bone, you are not my dog
No one here is going to retrieve
Your a mess to me
Yet came to fix who I am
You thought my eyes would say a whole book
But the 3rd sequel to the sequel is who I am
Not a wizard with a wand
Not a Lykae with super strength
Not the witch with all her sneaks
In my bathroom you are all just a bunch of leaks
Welcome to the inner workings of my mind
To where even I, I can not find
A place like this, is one to be kept cold
While others see it as a flame
A flame from where all my ice actually came
I always lose things that I thought were better
Learn from loss, well I will always have more to learn
Because unless its in my mind, it don't matter anyway
And for you to realize this...
This is what for I am on my knees...
what for I pray.
Copyright © Adrea Sherman | Year Posted 2016
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