When I said
"I'd take a bullet for you"
I didn't mean
"Go ahead and shoot me"
But I guess
That's what you heard
And now
I'm lying in a puddle
Of my own blood
While you stand over me
With a smoking gun
In hand
YOU ARE READING
Diary of a Dreamer
PoetryThey say you're a dreamer Cause your eyes are sewn shut And you've got your head in the clouds They say you're like sleeping beauty Never gonna wake up until your knight comes to kiss you But it's been ages and still no sign of that white horse and...
