Hey little girl, looking tired of life
Looking tired of fights,
When you don't have a life.
But your face has a smile,
And your armor looks nice,
And your mind's pretty wise.
Little girl, you know you can talk with me,
About what you need to do,
About everything thing you do ,
And about anything you want me to do for you.
I know that life kills you sometime,
But that's not what this is about,
It's about love and of friendship,
Of hate and of heartbreak,
Shipwrecks , mind wrecks, it's a mess.
But little girl you know you can talk with me,
About what you need to do,
About everything you do,
And about anything you want me to do for you.
YOU ARE READING
Efflorescence
PoetryEverywhere my tears spill, Are buds that are trying to grow. Every bud to be bloomed , Holds an essence of my tears. The path that I've traveled, Leave trails of buds to be bloomed, I've come too far and it's too late, To runaway before this Efflor...
