Our love is like a Mary-Go-Round.
You come and go
As you please
It isn't really fair to me.
Maybe it's your hair
Your stupid little flair
That catches my eye
Makes my lungs lose all its air.
Maybe one day
We'll stop spinning around
Try a new ride
Or maybe
Leave the park
And never look back
~ I'm having fun, but you're not
YOU ARE READING
Dream A Dream
PoetryEveryone goes through things, and I've been through a lot Everyone has a story, and mine is all in this book I hope you enjoy 🖤
