Memories

In this filthy city

You say I am so pretty

When I am not

Because when I was young

I wore a frown

In a big old town

That I keep in the back of my memories

And those memories bring back memories

Of a time I was hopeless and alone

I still am the same

In simple little ways

I lay in bed and cry at night

Wishing you'd take my hand

And fly me away,

You are a memory of my memories

That had memories

Sweet, angry, blissful, sad memories

Brings me to the time where I was the worst

You made me alive again

Dropping me back down to my misery

Which will become another memory of a memory

When I am happy once again

Reviews

[cimmy wuv xxxooo]

sweet little poem filled with so much emotion. very well written i enjoyed it :)