A Land I Wish To Call My Own
There is a land I wish to call my own
It is a place I frequent and know well
In sentiments I am not alone
Seduced by its splendor, one comes out of his shell
At times I feel like an uninvited guest
I thought imitation was the best form of flattery
Yet I was looked upon like a pest
And was subjected to perpetual battery
With a jolt, things became as clear as day
I loved you but my pains were unrequited
Blind to your flaws, I now have to pay
I stand exposed but am not slighted
I have felt this way for so long
I no longer know where I belong
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3 comments:
I like this a lot babe! I wonder which land you speak of... curious...
This should be made an National Anthem for some place, only they should take away everything after the volta cause its kind of demoralizing if they are singing that at war "Blind to your flaws, I now have to pay".
Have a nice day at school! mwa! I posted our sunglass pix on my blog.
I don't see how you find it "lame"! Actually I find it one of the best I have read and one that is easily understood, unlike Shakespeare's! The most interetin thing about it is that once in a while everyone feels foreign, and it doesn't have to be in a country or city. Within themselves, with the poepl around them, one can feel confused and foeign...
You explain you point of viw perfectly with how you have been feeling and how everything has made you feel!
Bravo!
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