Self
Where was it you mentioned before
A place you told me you adored
That's made known during the dawn
Inside your chamber you were the pawn.
You sit straight staring at your wall
At the end of the day you take the fall
As you desire to constantly do
For you trust you will always have you.
Tell me where is the place you dwell
When the lights are off you seem so well
I would want to go there and look at you
So you can see yourself through my view.
Copyright © Pj Gongora | Year Posted 2024
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