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"Bus Boys"
hopelessly I look to you expecting to be comforted
but in your eyes all I see is my demise
we live lives we never chose
and all I want is another lullaby
pay homage to the girl I once was
because she's gone and she took with her my wretched soul
lay still and try to hear it...
my broken heart calling out your name
I yearn to be all that I am...
all that I SHOULD be
I shall attempt to break through these concrete walls
and show you ALL what's dying to be seen
promise me today that you'll never hurt me
because I couldn't take another goodbye
and when I make it through I'll take your hand
for you were the strength that kept me alive
but answer me this...
can Losers ever be anything but "bus boys?"...
this is funny because i relate on a more literal sense. i've waitress for eight years, and the answer is no. but on a deeper sense, i understand the fears and confusion because I too have big dreams. i like this for the sadness but also for the inspiration. if you don't try, you don't succeed.
MR
Thank you
I am somehow just seeing your comment and thank you so much. I'm so glad you relate. Kari Sheppard Poetry on instagram for new poems.