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This is a poem about hope and wishing things could be how I saw they were. |
| If tomorrow never came Would things still be the same Could I honestly believe I showed you the real me I've tried to be the person People would relate to and trully know But talking to you tonight Made me wonder what I really show Inside I am insecure Sometimes it shows Im not always sure I dont like to feel surprised When all kinds of problems suddenly rise Deep down i think I like me Even things I know you dont see My thoughts have been more focused though More focused on whats "meant to be" I dont like to wonder about things I cant control I have thoughts and feelings no one could console. I wanna be all knowing and see whats meant for me If tomorrow never came am I the "me" I want to be? |