Tuesday, August 27, 2019

walking to your house


I am walking to your house
I am knocking at your door
I am trying to bring us back
to where we were before
but I don't get an answer
that would ease my troubled mind
I once knew where I stand
but I left that far behind

          why don't you believe me
          when I tell you I can change
          whenever you see me
          you look the other way
          

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