I was a 20 year old girl with the counsciousness of a 26 year old,
Who runned a bedding company on her own...
I was 20, with so much on the inside
And so much on the outside...
I was 20, but i wasnt happy,
Still i was a 20 year old little star that shined in every dark...
I was 20 and i did not know what i was,
I still don't know what i exactly am, but im creating a buzz...
When you're 20 and you re still young,
You dont play with loaded guns (they say), And you dont aimlessly stand infront of one...
(But i thank you for shooting me down),I learned how to stand up,
With no legs and with half of a heart
I thank you for giving me a reason for...(You'll see what).
I did not burry my heart.
Does Zaz Rhyme With Jazz?
You tell 'em what for! 20, 43 years ago, I had that kind of feisty. I hope the matress company was a business and not anything else metaphoricaly.(grin here) :) - like your mind when it spits ~Allets~
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Hehe well actually its my 26
Hehe well actually its my 26 year old ex lover who had the matress company:)
Glad you liked the poem! :D