You never tell me
What goes on
In that little mind of yours
But I know it anyway
So when it is time
For me to go
Who is going to ask you
If you are okay?
Because this time
I am going to a place
Where I am beautiful
And I do not think
I will ever come back
But if you miss me
You can always see me
When you look through the broken glass
Of an empty brown bottle
You can see me smiling
And if you are not okay
I will find a way
To make it all better
Only if you tell me
What goes on in your mind
Because I'm not coming back
To ask you if you are okay
What goes on
In that little mind of yours
But I know it anyway
So when it is time
For me to go
Who is going to ask you
If you are okay?
Because this time
I am going to a place
Where I am beautiful
And I do not think
I will ever come back
But if you miss me
You can always see me
When you look through the broken glass
Of an empty brown bottle
You can see me smiling
And if you are not okay
I will find a way
To make it all better
Only if you tell me
What goes on in your mind
Because I'm not coming back
To ask you if you are okay
1 comment:
I Really Liked the the way you write,its personal yet very true.You manage to get that right feeling that i am really trying to understand and appreciate.Liked it a lot.And will be reading your blog regularly.
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