I see you on the tv
The person I'd like to be.You're not just pretty but beautiful.
You say exactly how you feel.And people listen.
The boy with the smile
Looks at you like no other.
Like he was destined
To be your lover.You walk with confidence
And it's sensual.
Commanding people's eyes
Just to let them know you're there.I wonder what it must be like
To be the star of your own story.To be wanted.
YOU ARE READING
Lachrymose
PoesíaLachrymose /ˈlakrɪməʊs,ˈlakrɪməʊz/ adjective tearful or given to weeping. A collection of amateur prose and poetry illustrating the inner turmoil. Mainly a dumping ground for loose thoughts and ideas to be interpreted in whatever manner.