Monday, May 08, 2006

molting you.

Trying with hands that show the years
Skin hard from the work
Of days that made me less.
And I found a softness that soothed me
And helped me see I need you.

Girls find me to find themselves.
How I have made myself a platform
For you to move on into something better
I’ve been your way in
To your new found you.

How I am the one
That helped you find your way
How I will be the one
That falls apart when I have outlasted my stay.

I don’t think I knew the beauty
Of your eyes and lips
With you so many miles away.
I don’t think I knew the pain
Of your lies and quips
When you labeled me your best mistake.

I know you're getting all you need.
And that makes one of us.