If I am in the way I won't do you good so I'll move along then at least I think I should instead of just standing here critically misunderstood... you could make it easier, step aside if you would. If I am in the way I will only do you bad it's true that both of us will then become sad, spare me sheets of notes of what we could have had... I'll begin over again on a fresh, clean pad. The game of life and love is a long, hard one to play the journey off to the unknown leaves too much for one to say to point out a destination to arrive at by end of day... come to think of it, finishing this poem you are the one who's in the way. |