Nobody's Love
Take a look at her
I'll tell you some things
Some things you'll never figure out
Because she likes to hide them inside
Nobody knows why,
She sits around and cries at home.
She likes to sit in the dark
And she doesn't answer her phone
Would you ask her what is wrong?
Would you fight her fight,
Tell her good-bye and so long?
Or would you make everything alright?
Can you pick up her pieces,
Put the puzzle back together?
She looks to you for comfort
Please don't let her down
The key to her heart,
Is now in your hands.
Hold it tight and smart and
Don't drop it out of your hands.
Find a warm place to keep it,
Maybe right next to yours.
It's a little broken from all the crap,
But she is giving you what's left of it.
*Written on January 1, 2011 and October 9, 2011
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