M's Poetry
It Doesn't Really Matter....
I want to leave, maybe even my body
I want to experience the world
but what is the chances I will ever get to?
I want to know that my love will last
but if I knew and I knew it wouldn't
would I have still taken those vows?
I want to do something I truly love
but isn't that what dreams are made of?
something to wish and strive for
but never to obtain?
maybe but the time I think I have life figured out
I will be in the easy chair counting my grays
or six feet under still scratching my head
wishing I was somewhere having amazing sex
or just being lazy flipping through the channels lying on my bed
it doesn't really matter all the things you think does
cuz when your time is up, the only question should be
did I truly love? who cares if your heart got broken
or you never got your dream job
did you give it everything you had then you can walk away
truly satisfied
so you never got to see the world well now you can
all at one time no traveling charge
you can just sit among st the stars and look down
and laugh to yourself I remembering being there once...
2004@ Copyright by Megan Bishop
I want to experience the world
but what is the chances I will ever get to?
I want to know that my love will last
but if I knew and I knew it wouldn't
would I have still taken those vows?
I want to do something I truly love
but isn't that what dreams are made of?
something to wish and strive for
but never to obtain?
maybe but the time I think I have life figured out
I will be in the easy chair counting my grays
or six feet under still scratching my head
wishing I was somewhere having amazing sex
or just being lazy flipping through the channels lying on my bed
it doesn't really matter all the things you think does
cuz when your time is up, the only question should be
did I truly love? who cares if your heart got broken
or you never got your dream job
did you give it everything you had then you can walk away
truly satisfied
so you never got to see the world well now you can
all at one time no traveling charge
you can just sit among st the stars and look down
and laugh to yourself I remembering being there once...
2004@ Copyright by Megan Bishop
