Now Ive been smiled at and snickered at
Been thought about, forgot about
My names been written by those whore smitten
On their skin with ink, knife, and pin
But the names been washed, the scars been tossed
See never have I ever been kissed because Im loved
Now Ive danced real close from the hips to the toes
Ive been held and caressed, Ive been called second-best
Received letters and notes, been told all sorts of quotes
Been sung something sweet to be lifted off my feet
My hairs been touched, my hands been clutched
But never have I ever been kissed because Im loved
Ive been sought and then caught
Ive been left and bereft
Of anything that mattered, Ive been nauseously flattered
And admired and desired
Ive been walked upon by, been made cookies and pie
Yet never have I ever been kissed because Im loved
Ive been flaunted like a prize and have been stared at in the eyes
Ive been criticized and compromised
Been part of dreams and pushed on swings
Been bored out of my mind, been walked along beside
My fears had all been killed, my senses all been thrilled
Oh but never have I ever been kissed because Im loved
















Comments
This is really good, really sweet in that kind of upsetting kind of way.
And considering I'm the one who keeps telling you to write I need to be more consistent with reading them.
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"...but I believe errors, especially written errors, are often the only markers left by a solitary life: to sacrifice them is to lose the angles of personality, the riddle of a soul."
-Mark Z. Danielewski
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