Sunday, 2 May 2010

Boxed Butterfly

Today, I have been a balloon on a broken string.

Trouble is, sometimes, I just can't switch myself off. 


I am afraid of falling in love so I
Keep myself to myself
I want a cookie and I need a hug but I
Keep myself to myself


I keep myself to myself
And when I’m sad
I comfort myself with thinking that
No-one understands
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1 comment:

  1. Jenny5 May 2010 at 16:36

    Or it just hasn't happened yet, and one day, you'll walk into a room, and there he'll be, and you'll think something weird like, 'gosh, I don't fancy giving birth to his babies', and then, two years down the line...

    It does happen. It's out there. And I don't think it's mad, sad or bad of me to believe in that kind of true love.

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