Poetry of a Lifetime

The Wrong Girl

I prayed for the day
That life would bring you my way
But it all seems
That I receive nothing but grieves

Even though my love is always pure
There are times in which I feel so insecure
I guess feelings are just not enough
In this world of cold slough

I tried to be there for you
When you were always blue
But it seemed nothing made it right
Since you are nothing but spite