In the corner
Sat the girl I love And the girl I loved. In the corner Sat my future And my past. In the corner Sat my hope And my despair. In the corner Sat my smiles And my tears. In the corner Sat my self-confidence And my low self-esteem And as two walls meet My past and future met, The pain, the love The tears, the laughter The broken, the put back together In the corner Sat the girl I love And the girl I loved. And in the corner, I was not. Every corner has a comfy inside. Every corner has a sharp outside. And as I stood there, Technically on the inside, I'd never felt such a sharp pain As the outside corner slicing into my spine And making me wish I could forget. ~Margo
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