that day i wrote some words
and i called it poetry
maybe it had some meaning
that i left with
and i looked back but never did i see
a word so poetic other than my own feelings
i wrote a diary
and i wrote those words
i called it poetry
and this time i did not cross
i called it poetry
that day i wrote some words
and i called it poetry
maybe it had some meaning
that i left with
and i looked back but never did i see
a word so poetic other than my own feelings
i wrote a diary
and i wrote those words
i called it poetry
and this time i did not cross