Maybe I was right
They confused me
They felt close one second and a stranger the other
Who could live with such
N maybe I was right
They were supposed to flow
Flow like a river
Wash away on me
But flow and go
N maybe I was right
I was supposed to get soaked in it
But dry out soon too
Let them go
Cause who dare had stopped they's flow
And I for one didn't intend on doing so
N maybe I was right
I am able to write again
Guess it isn't so grey after all
And no I cant rhyme
I will keep it for next time
YOU ARE READING
Maybe I was Right
PoetryLetting go can take some time, writing a poem about it makes it quick. (The pronoun ''they'' is to be read as a singular pronoun in this poem)
