I heard your voice the other night,
The one that used to make me light,
Don’t listen to much of you these days;
It’s not a sensible way to live.
I don’t wear my belts anymore,
And I sleep completely naked,
It’s not that I miss the old ways,
I lost my ways, country sunset rays,
It’s just that I’m not really sure if this is the ‘me’ I want to keep.
I keep my face delicate and my mouth shut,
Don’t wear anything too get involved or emotional,
It’s not that I’d be turned away,
I just wouldn’t be as promotional.
I still have somethings, an image of unavailability,
Unquestioned answers,
Is this what I wanted to make of us? |
Submission Name: Old Ways 
