Saturday, October 8, 2011

I've Heard

I promise, I promise I wear my real eyes.
I promise I'm not a follower.
I'm not a fake; I make mistakes.
I may have wanted to be her,
I might have hidden under lies,

but I stand at five foot six.
I can't sing or dance or draw
out of the blue; I'm nothing new.
I am covered with multiple flaws
that I have constantly failed to fix.

I never wanted a life to steal.
I accepted that he belonged to you.
I know it's late; we'll get this straight.
I'm sorry for all that you've been through--
I only wanted to be real.