Bath
December 3rd, 2010, 03:23 PM
Singing la la la, naive little girl
She twirls in her dreams, and doesn't dare cry
Lovely short sleeves, sky blue floral dress
drowning in a world flooded with the smell of ink
Puppy eyes, she smiles weak
then suffocates
She's peaceful,
no, almost dead
She's holding her heart,
no, she kills her faith.
innocent little games turn into disturbing circles of thought
and yet she still dances,
unaware that this is not reality, she's stuck and hidden.
the little girl runs off,
singing la la la
I don't write much poetry but I think this is decent. But I can be wrong, too.. opinions?
She twirls in her dreams, and doesn't dare cry
Lovely short sleeves, sky blue floral dress
drowning in a world flooded with the smell of ink
Puppy eyes, she smiles weak
then suffocates
She's peaceful,
no, almost dead
She's holding her heart,
no, she kills her faith.
innocent little games turn into disturbing circles of thought
and yet she still dances,
unaware that this is not reality, she's stuck and hidden.
the little girl runs off,
singing la la la
I don't write much poetry but I think this is decent. But I can be wrong, too.. opinions?