Sunday, November 29, 2009

Concave

As I come crashing through your atmosphere
I come alienating invading your ear space
My world is falling, people are dying
Can't do anything, I start crying

You try your best to comfort me
Though you don't know exactly what you see
You're not sure what you should say
That's alright you don't mean it anyway

If you did, you'd have been there earlier
Oh wait, that's right, actually you were
Well hey whatever, I'll see you later
Don't call me, I'll call you

Just kidding, I won't call
I never do

Everyone grieves in their own way
But I'm not sure if my style's okay
They say I'm conceited, but what about them?
And I'm sure, there will be better men
then me

Cause my mind's concave
I know I'm not brave
Though I'm not afraid
But it's dark in here
Dark in here
Get me out of here
I want to see the light

2 comments:

greenolive said...

how old are you again? That was great. SO not only are you a talented actor, singer, musician, and dang funny, now you can write great poetry all before the age of 16. It's just not fair.

EmmaP said...

this better not be about me haha... friendgirl?