Old memories..

I came across this while scrounging around in my closet along with other papers of interest. This one seemed like something I could put on here. Although the poem itself needs some work, I am assuming I wrote this awhile back since there is some terrible associations.. But don't let that judge before you read it, so have an open mind about it.


-Domi


Princess


So hun tell me how it's like to be me?
Since you know everything
Dare you to show me sympathy?
Just because what you've seen and heard
doesn't necessarily mean you had to spread words.

Obviously, you didn't realize that I'm smart
And I can see how much you are torn apart
Just because your name wasn't on that list
Why couldn't you just resist?

Or forget the fact that sometimes you are not who you say you are
I can see through your lies like a falling star.
But familiarly we can all see who you really are.

Long black locks
Piercing brown eyes that shock
That also keep men in a lock.
Your wicked lips
Rip
Boys hearts in two
yet I can see through

A perfect Barbie doll
who appears to be so tall
but isn't happy at all
with a heart so small...

You are a hopeless romantic
Frantic
Of your demise
But to your surprise
I hold my hand to you
and tell you that I cannot ever forget you.