#peomsofpeace

[thornlines]

Older but still like me,

I stand tall, she follows,

She stands tall, yet I fall. 

I seem to hold your love,

Till she turns into someone you love.

Someone you know well, 

I seem to young, yet she has years od wisdom on you.

I wonder if she was the on that got away,

I was just the second best, 

Never old enough for your panther taste. 

She is me. 

She is me, yet I am not her. 

Your younger lover.

[thornlines]

How to not be mean,

I apologize for being rude,

Even disrespectful in your view.

I never meant any harm,

I just felt it was my natural charm.

I yearned for you to like me,

I copied your friends' personalities down to a T.

Hoping one day I wont be seen as mean.

The one who yearns for you.