Sta.sh
Oh little piece of left over wallpaper that just wont seem to come off,
how i envy your power to fight until the battle is lost.
Soon they will be here, be here to kill you, and you will not survive,
for i am to have soundproofed walls so i can feel alive.
Never again will you spy the pleasure pasted apon my face,
as my secret lover, continues to smother, me with his soft embrace.
Gone are the days of effortless laughter, when i would sit and cry,
others when you'd see none of me but watch the roses die.
Four odd years have past and bored am i, of your dolphin patterned print,
yet you have last i have no doubt why, your waterproof to give you a hint.
As old you will go and in come the new white washed minimilistic sheek,
and on the very wall that you do lay will be my colourful streak.
Don't take it to heart for when i was young i loved you ever so,
but time will change and i do too so it is the time to go.
Farewell my little plasticated wallpaper friend that has shared my pain and joy,
i thankyou for fighting just to see my first kiss from a boy.
To see the summer grow cold to winter. to watch my stocking filled,
to when i wrote my first love letter and with a kiss was sealed.
And you were there to see my dreams, where no one else understands,
you know so much more than the one to forever hold these hands.
Maybe its not such an idea to destroy your trusting self,
i think actualy i will pull you off and keep you on my shelf!
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"And you were there to see my dreams, where no one else understands,
you know so much more than the one to forever hold these hands."
nice poem, keep it up