I wore the nice clothes,
I kept my looks as he liked.
I wanted to make him love me
So I conformed.
He loved a structured look,
He liked a tailored cut.
I wanted to be perfect for him.
So I forgot to be me.
And he forgot to notice.
He forgot what drew him first to me.
I lost the glow that attracted him
because I became ordinary.
I vowed I’d never be like her.
I worried that I would.
I promised to be unique.
Unique of what?
I was gonna be different from all the girls!
So I wasn’t so different...
5-12-99
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