This girl right here is empty,
Can you see it in her eyes?
She's sick of being used,
Her smile- a disguise.
She's tired of being lonely,
Has given up on true love,
It's always the same old song,
Repeating to be left unsung.
Rainclouds storm in her wearied soul,
Raindrops awaiting to fall,
She's had enough, she's done with this,
Because she gave it her all.
*Wrote this on the way coming home from Florida.
6/8/09
Her All Was Not Enough
Posted by D.A.L. at 4:48 PM
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