Thank You

I feel like a motel painting
Bolted to a bathroom wall
As if anyone would ever
Want to take me at all

And it seems so dramatic
These things that I feel
So damaged inside
While the outside's healed

But you've seen my worst
And you've found my best
And you've turned my soul
Into a comfortable nest

The sun shines a little brighter
Whenever you're near
And I'm emptier without you
When you can't be here

Yes, I'm a little damaged
I've been roughed up a bit
A scratch and dent appliance
But you seem happy with it

So thank you for your patience
And thank you for these years
You're the first to cry for me
And I'm the first to dry your tears.

posted by 123454321 at 1:47 PM