She doesn't give a damn
Where I come from or who I am
She doesn't want to know that I'm alive
I'm just a stranger she has to live with
Part of someone else's plan
She never says a word
Unless she has to.
I look at her
She looks away
She's trying hard
To drive me away.
I'm not leaving.
No one says she has to be nice
So she's gonna keep playin' it cold as ice
No one says she has to be nice
So she's gonna keep playin' it cold as ice
If I could do magic for a night
I'd take what's wrong and make it right
I'd do anything I could to make it better
I'd go out of my way to please her
Try to show her that I care
It's like lookin' in a mirror
And finding there's nothing there.
I look at her
She looks away
She's trying hard
To drive me away
I'm not leaving.
No one says she has to be nice
So she's gonna keep playin' it cold as ice
No one says she has to be nice
So she's gonna keep playin' it cold as ice.
2007-07-21
10:02:12
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➔ Poetry
I put it in lyrics, but I also want a feel of what poets might think. Thanks.
2007-07-21
10:03:04 ·
update #1
Am I supposed to say that I WROTE these, or is that ASSUMED?
2007-07-21
10:07:26 ·
update #2
Please (lol), I am no poet....
I wrote one poem, when I was nine:
Feet are ugly with their bumps and their bruises.
Feet are ugly; thank God for shoeses.
(lol)
2007-07-21
10:36:01 ·
update #3