She won't tell you her name it s too common for her complex and beautiful mind She can't give her heart and soul cos she doesn't feel she has the time she claims only a few addictions: music and a guy she calls Brenner but he only exists in a memory, everyday growing thinner She walks in the rain cos she feels the hate will soak through soon She says we can't appreciate her for who she really is, I guess I'll be leaving soon Someday, she doesn't know when she will change her name and become who she needs to be One day, or so she thinks, she can give it all away ANd on that day she will overdose on her passion of music and die from a faded memory. He left her cold in the rain,Brenner didn't know, they were too numb to feel their pain.
Reason for writing:
I wrote this to give a discription of life and how easy it is to not appreciate it's intricate details of love, hate, and passion. And this poem is about doing what you've put off for so long then realizing that you can't put your life on hold forever, the time is ,was, and always will be: now.
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