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
No comments:
Post a Comment