i couldn't help but to see you. <br />i couldn't help but to hear <br />your take on the world around you <br />your take on not being there. <br />its funny how you thought i'd keep falling <br />how you thought you were so right <br />and how since i was just a teenager <br />well, what did i know about life? <br />did you know that you were wrong? <br />Did you know i'm already grown? <br />and god i know it didn't take that long <br />but i did it all on my own. <br />I know that it rains sometimes <br />and the world around me might melt <br />i can see right through your eyes <br />but can you see how bad i've felt? <br />I know there is so much left to write. <br />so much left to say. <br />but i guess i just stay up all night <br />to feel this way.<br /><br />Desiree Whitamore<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-night-of-feeling-this-way/
