Days creep by,
As I watch on,
Living life as a story book…
Flipping through each page,
Happy faces and haunting laughs,
Jealousy spreading through my fingertips.
Pages rip and pages tear
As I keep flipping through,
A reader not a character in my own story.
I read on and on and on until,
That’s not enough….
And the last page is torn.
As I watch on,
Living life as a story book…
Flipping through each page,
Happy faces and haunting laughs,
Jealousy spreading through my fingertips.
Pages rip and pages tear
As I keep flipping through,
A reader not a character in my own story.
I read on and on and on until,
That’s not enough….
And the last page is torn.