Saturday, August 15, 2009

Truth Hurts

She was she

All that God had made her to be


Small yet so big

Fragile and Strong


So close to almost never being

Not knowing what was wrong


It was so close to perfect

You see I had a plan


The true girl interrupted

My plans had all escaped


Scared, afraid, all these things I was

I was selfishly motivated

To still only be one


But once I heard she's little heart

Once I first felt sick


The thought of She

And who she'll be

Took over expelling love


Now she's my heart, my soul

My love My all in all

That almost never was

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