Dear girl I used know,
I miss your blue lipstick
You haven't worn it in awhile.
I see its been replaced with a standardized peach lip gloss.
You said it was symbolic and expressive... I guess you don't need it now.
How are your new friends?
The ones who said MCR stinks have never heard of simple pain and Korn is a food to avoid
The ones who prefer movie over the book.
What happened to your hair?
It's different
Not like you
so flat and static
I've seen you around with them where is your smile... is it a distant mystery-but when you smile.
you smile like your about to cry like any second it will all come crashing down and nothing left behind.
I
haven't seen you in a book
Have they all disappeared.
How's it feel to fit in
with them?
I know I won't get an answer there
When I was told you said
"is that even a band?"
I knew, I knew it wasn't you.
I knew the old you was gone
You changed.... to me for the worst.
The girl I used to know
She smiled and danced when no music played
She wore blue lip stick
to be symbolic
to be expressive
She was head strong
Wanted to save the world
break the mold.
Just some things I thought you should know.
I miss her smile
I miss her laugh
I miss the way she could make anything sound poetic
I miss the girl I knew
I miss her so
and god I wish she was you.
~ Sincearly me
some one you once knew
YOU ARE READING
letters to...
PoesíaMostly just random poems some go together some don't * pomes are being taken off this one and moved to another book for love*
