it's so many things
it's you
it's her
then it's her
and i don't have time
to deal with me
and then deal with all of you
not that i'd call it "dealing" with you
but thinking of you
wondering about you
making sure you're ok
when i'm away i need to do this
because i worry
Hey - I really liked this poem. It seemed very real to me. It inspired me to write one of my own... you can read it if you'd like!
this is good, if you need to talk to anyone just call me babe.
it's good