Thursday, January 23, 2014

You Tell Me



You tell me where to go

From here

Because I've never been there before

I've never seen life outside of

What I cannot have

You stand there

And turn around

And yell out to me

What you see

So I can know what to look for

What does it look like to live

Inside of success

Tell me there is a bench out there

With room for me

Next to you

And I will follow

Your promises

Until I can take off

This blindfold