Safe?

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2007

Timidly I steal a look

Peeking around my walls

Seeing if it’s safe

Wondering if I have the balls

 

To step out and love

A man to have and hold

He’s waiting for me somewhere

At least that’s what I’m told

 

So I stick my head out

All I see is shit flying

I look for a way to stop it

Curious if it worth trying

 

I wave my white flag

I know I can’t win this fight

So I start seeking my trowel

I need to build while there’s light

 

~Chrystal

Written on

November 16, 2007

Author's Notes/Comments: 

I don't remember why I wrote this. All I know is that it used to be true. That it was, until I found the guy who, with nothing at all, brought it all crashing down.

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