Poet In The Jar Diaries: Run, Little Girl

Thursday, November 19

Run, Little Girl

Run, little girl
Run from the monsters
And their claws
You can't handle them yet
Flee, hide, disappear
Don't let them catch you
Don't let them know you're here

Run, little girl
Keep your innocence
And your flaws
You're not perfect yet
No one will ever be
But ideals will chase you
What monsters they are
Chase you like they chased me

Run, little girl
To your cradle
To what's safe
To your illusion
Stay who you are
Run from it all
Run from us all

From everyone telling you otherwise

2 comments:

RoccariNovember 19, 2009 at 8:42 PM
"Run from us all"

yes, we are monsters. no doubt.
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Poet In The JarNovember 19, 2009 at 9:32 PM
Oh yeah ^^
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My world is like a glass jar that isolates me from the rest of the world, and the glass is the cover that life has placed on my eyes. Inside it I am the poet who hasn't decided whether the lid should be opened or closed - if reality should be welcomed inside, or if madness should be let out.

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