Bored Nothing
Only Old
you sat in the passenger seat
hunched in the cold
staring down your own reflection
with your tiny wrists shaking
and the lonely wind rattled you
you're not whole
only old
you slid in your socks
down the hallway
cracked your chin on the steps
it bled like hell
and you wished your hair was longer
you're not whole
only old
From Letras Mania