There was a glimpse of light
or so it seemed in my eyes
It turned out it was only me
Imagining
Dressed up in a closed down room
Forevermore I'll be your fool
So crown me your clown
There was something resembling a star
Something resembling a color
It turned out it was only me
Only me and make-believe
Dressed up in a closed down room
Forevermore I'll be your fool
So crown me your clown
There was something close to being you
And something that sounded like your voice
It turned out it was only me
Projecting on the world who I wanted you to be
Dressed up in a closed down room
Forevermore I'll be your fool
So crown me your clown
I'll be your fool
Though you tossed me away
With your innocence
"So crown me your clown"
ReplyDeleteThat's one damn brilliant line, girl. So is the rest of the poem but this is a bit brilliant-er. *rolls eyes* Keep up your awesome poetry, hon. *thumbs up*
I cant believe you!! :o
ReplyDeleteHOnestly Becc, the thing i really like about this piece is that I'm not sure if i have perceived the meaning of it the way you wanted to let it mean!! But thats actually the beaty of it.. Its the abstractness that made me go like, "WOW"!! :D
So proud. So proud!! ;)
:o *major blush* thanksies, both you fellas. <333
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