I meet people for three hours at a time.
And I'll never see them again.
Sometimes you meet someone who's beautiful
At least they seem so
Then you wonder what if things were different
If you actually knew this person
And then suddenly you want to become
Everything you're not
I've already internalized it
I'm not that attractive
At least not conventionally
Maybe if my skin was lighter
Or maybe if I was rich
Maybe if I was younger
Maybe if I was taller
Maybe if I wasn't broken
I wonder if we could ever be
How timid I am
The world has taught me so
And I'm tired of trying against it
So I'll just give a small smile
And wish you farewell
And wonder who you'll meet
And who will caress your lips
And touch your cheeks
And run his hands through your hair
And who will laugh at your jokes
And make you coffee in the morning
And take you dates to beautiful places
But rather is fixated on your face
And who will argue with you
About some mundane issue
And who will wipe
the tears from your face
When life is unbearable
And I'll wish it could be me
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