Saturday, June 19, 2010

Line of Communication

Just ring...
I sit here with a mindless stare...

Waiting through the seasons for you to call.
But you don't call...

I keep the gate open...
But there is still a fence...

I'm not a heart breaker.
And I refuse to let someone break mine.

I try to be the person who is open.
I try to be the one who keeps you talking.

But your silence doesn't work for me.
And neither do you.

I'm not your boss.
I'm not your friend.

I'm just a girl who you have wrapped around your finger.
Maybe...

I try not to look at it that way.
But maybe that is what everyone else sees.

I wish there was some line of communication...

I feel like I'm casting a line out into an abyss...
I keep trying to throw something out but all I get is gravity...

Don't be like all the others...
If you know what is good for you.

Because I refuse to let someone lead me on.

I refuse to be full of joy on a false account.

So if you read this...
Maybe you should call.

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