Wakey Wakey
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There's a stain on the wall.
I can't believe I never noticed before.
I know I probably come off
As distant
Lost
Gone
On the wrong train
Heading the complete opposite way
But I'm here
In the now
I'm listening
I'm watching
I'm picking up on all the little details
The way you're laughing
Standing and the awkwardness in your eyes
You're not leading the conversation
And I find that cute.
There's several rings on your fingers
Each has a story whether it be
From your mother
Or at a dollar store
There's a story behind everything
And I'll want to know one day
But for now, I'm quite satisfied
With just knowing they're yours.
I don't know where I'll be in a few months
Maybe in the same spot I am now.
I can't even predict where you'll be
In the next few months.
I hope you'll be where you are now
But who really knows?
Things change
Things happen every day
And when I think about it
When I rethinkg this past week alone
I'm very glad to know
Nothing happened to you
And my World would have stopped
If something had.
I really hope you learn piano some day
Play a few bars
While reading your poetry
Become a song writer
For the new teenage bimbo
She'll vocal your words off the papers
You submit
And I know you won't ever be pleased
With how it sounds through microphone
But when I hear those words
But when I read those words
I'll just be thinking of your voice
Telling me the story of what's currently going
On in your life.
I never want to be re-introduced to you
By a friend of a friend.
I won't pretend and lie,
I'll tell them yes, we've met before.
But maybe, if that does happen
There'll be a positive output.
A fresh popped cork from a new
Bottle of champagne.
I'm not even sure if I'm speaking
Metaphorically anymore
But it's the future
So there's no concrete way of knowing
Until the day comes.
But I just want to stress
I don't want there to be days
Where we're ignored.
Teddy Bears.
Teddy Bears.
I could use one right now
Well, I'd prefer a Penguin.
