It's so hard to decide
Whether I want to stay or go
Because any place is better than this
And I can't begin to imagine
How well you'll be doing
If I choose Plan B.
I want you to choose Plan A
The whole thing will fall into place,
I promise
You've got to have patience,
But mine's running out
I'm starting to believe that Plan B is a way
And I'm starting to wish Plan C hadn't run away
I can't seem to believe that Plan A is an option,
Neither is Plan C
Plan B seems like a way to let it all go
And then I'll fall into place.
Underneath is where I want to stay
At least, there, my thoughts aren't frozen
My mind's still broken, but that's just fine.
You'll never be mine,
I'll run out of time
I won't ever find
Because I'm using Plan B
Just not today
I'm going to resort to Plan B
It might take some time to see
But you'd might as well let it fall
Because fall, it always does.
YOU ARE READING
confusing syllables (COMPLETE)
Poetrypoetry book no. 1. just another desperate attempt to complete this search.
