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London Boy
London Boy knew me for years
We were young and to him, friendship
Was not enough of a relationship
But all it brought to me was fear
Because London Boy was my best friend
But he said he can no longer pretend
I said no, and he left me in the land of pearls
And I believed that he'd found another girl
But by magic of the times, soon we found
Us back in each other's arms
Though we were a million miles apart
Though we cannot touch and feel a spark
I gave London Boy my poetry
And he called it nothing but words
I told him that it was my soul I put at his mercy
That by his own words he cut me with a sword
He was my first
But playing on broken strings
Brings such an ugly feeling
That didn't soothe my thirst
For something more consuming
Then I saw Cali Girl
And she was talking
About conversations with London Boy
That were never-ending
A thing I never had with him
I may have shed a tear or two
Not because my heart's broken, no
But I was left feeling inadequate
I was damaged, missing something I don't know
So I ended it with London Boy
A I felt shame fill my bones
He even changed his "status" first
And it left me feeling more hurt
London Boy, you sent me to despair
Woo me, and leave me for repair
It does not hurt much, I may have not loved you so
But here I am, writing bad poetry 'cause I'm alone once more
Go, London Boy, live your life
I am very far, the girl from the land of pearls
Just a memory that maybe you'll leave behind
Perhaps you'll find happiness with Cali Girl
As I stay lost and searching in the land of pearls
We were young and to him, friendship
Was not enough of a relationship
But all it brought to me was fear
Because London Boy was my best friend
But he said he can no longer pretend
I said no, and he left me in the land of pearls
And I believed that he'd found another girl
But by magic of the times, soon we found
Us back in each other's arms
Though we were a million miles apart
Though we cannot touch and feel a spark
I gave London Boy my poetry
And he called it nothing but words
I told him that it was my soul I put at his mercy
That by his own words he cut me with a sword
He was my first
But playing on broken strings
Brings such an ugly feeling
That didn't soothe my thirst
For something more consuming
Then I saw Cali Girl
And she was talking
About conversations with London Boy
That were never-ending
A thing I never had with him
I may have shed a tear or two
Not because my heart's broken, no
But I was left feeling inadequate
I was damaged, missing something I don't know
So I ended it with London Boy
A I felt shame fill my bones
He even changed his "status" first
And it left me feeling more hurt
London Boy, you sent me to despair
Woo me, and leave me for repair
It does not hurt much, I may have not loved you so
But here I am, writing bad poetry 'cause I'm alone once more
Go, London Boy, live your life
I am very far, the girl from the land of pearls
Just a memory that maybe you'll leave behind
Perhaps you'll find happiness with Cali Girl
As I stay lost and searching in the land of pearls
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