(Dedicated to Maple, Co-Written by Amaya Moore & Kayla Jones)
Even if I say
It'll be alright
You still try
To end your life
You try to lead
Hoping that she'll see
What beauty lies beneath
You see her walking
Down a lonely and forgotten road
Your willing to walk with her
You wish that she'd turn to see
What love can bring
You want to say to her " Let me hold your hand & eventually your heart..."
Her sad smile breaks you in a thousand ways
But just as easily makes your day
Go to her and be her guide
Be in love with her
Not just for a night
You say " Please don't leave me, I don't know what I'll do..."
One day
You'll get the chance to say
I love you Laila.....
YOU ARE READING
Believe
PoetryThis is the tale of emotions gone rogue. They stole a depressing '69 Mini Cooper Country Man. Denial is driving. Anger is smoking a cigarette in the passenger seat. Identity is nowhere to be found. The red flags are in the trunk. Okay, not seriously...
