The List
My list used to be
Cut and dry
Whose on the left
Whose on the right
Straight down the middle
I draw my line
Should I keep the mark thick
Or make it fine?
My list used to be really long
Names of those who sung my song
But now it seems its down to a few
The others were cut
Even if they knew
What was so bad
What was so wrong
That they left me alone
When the nights were long.
If they call now
Will I speak?
I think NOT
For they are weak!
The few I still hear
The few I still think
Might be O.K.
Might be on the brink
I'll have to make a new list
To pin up.
Do I cross you off now
Or keep your name on my cup?
Do you even care
If you stay or go
If you get erased
Or watch the whole show?
I'm very sad
Because of a few of you I
Loved a lot, so it makes me cry
To see you go
To see you disappear.
It's better this way
Because you had fear!
And I made a promise
To myself a long time ago
That my Army be made
To trudge in the snow
And not just sit on the beach all day
Sunning themselves
The easy way.
Copyright © Kristen Bruni | Year Posted 2010
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