Here I am,
Day after day,
In the same jam,
It's not my way.
I move and breathe
With my sword and sheathe
But I am still.
Here I am,
Day after day,
In the same jam,
It's not my way.
I love and need love,
But I'm like a caged dove.
No man holds my heart.
Here I am,
Day after day,
In the same jam,
It's not my way.
People have shown,
That I am alone.
Yet no one stands by me.
I am still.
No man holds my heart.
No one stands by me.
I wait...
They are all boys.
No one is worthy of me.
I'm not one of their toys.
I cannot give them glee.
I wait...
For the man,
The worthy one,
To take my hand,
And watch the sun.
CITEȘTI
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PoezieIt's a poetry book. For poetry. Edgar Allen Poe-etry. (These poems have nothing to do with Edgar Allen Poe. I saw the pun and I made it.)
