youre like a cigerette i never smoked
a bird i never heard sing
a curtain never pulled
a prologue never written
youre an image in my mind
that i cant get down on paper
youre a song in my mouth
that i dont know the tune to
Youre a little to the left
when im a little to the middle
youre always trying to do whats right
when i cant make up my mind
youre a game that i cant win
a book i cant understand
a flower that i cant smell
and a word i just cant spell
youre too hard for me to sit on
too small for me to choke on
too long to read in one day
too unsure for me to rely on
youre a poem i cant write
a bike that i cant ride
a smile i cant hide
a fear too strong to cry
youre a rhyme that dosent rhyme
a watch not telling time
youre a can with bubbles gone
and a sentence written wrong
9:50 am - Friday, Nov. 22, 2002
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