Riding down this path in autumn
I wonder if it is too hard to comeBack to this little forgotten town
And embrace this girl, so brown?Who couldn't handle a long skirt
And always tripped down in dirtA girl who knew nothin' but feels
Who ever needed trainin' wheelsEveryday, fallin' down on ground
But never let out a tear, no soundWho refused to take any bandage
So ashamed of falling at such ageRubbing her clothes oh so quietly
She always got up, smiling lightlyWho so needed your help to ride
In hide 'n' seek, she loved to hideFor she loved being found by you
Adorin' little things, needs so fewWill you return to find her again?
'Cause this dirt gets greasy in rainAnd it gets slippery, the cold seat
As she gets lost in raindrops' beatStill waitin' dumbly for a miracle
For she never learned to ride a...
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BicycleAuthor's Note
Listening to 'Training Wheels' by Melanie Martinez. It's so sweet. ♥♡
I am not supposed to update because I have an exam after 10 hours from now but I guess, I can't live without poetry. :')♥♡ How did you find this poem? I kind of like it..it's innocent and nostalgic. :')♥♡ I hope you liked it too. ^-^
Much Love xX
Hazel *-*
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