CocoDandridge's Blog

CocoDandridge's Blog
Photography By. CocoDandridge

Trial

Sometimes I just walk the whole way home
No trains, no bus, no cab, no cell phone
Outfit drenched in city rain and cheap cologne 
Heart is there, but I'm never home

Lip stick that I left on the Starbucks
The sandwich that I ate, I never bought
Stop light signal but still I decide to walk
I stole a heart & I'm getting caught

Conversation waiting at the door
Explanation sounding like a bore
Feeling melancholy, body score
Looking for my clothes in an empty drawer

It's like a competition of who's first gonna run away
Taking my time because I just got smacked down in my face
Deep inside I want to give you 50 reasons to stay
But you continue to win while I'm tryna change the game

Let me sing a new song
Why does something always have to be wrong
Why is this trial still going on??
Why didn't we just leave that alone?

It's everything that I seem to ignore
The phone calls & kisses behind closed doors
The moments I stole that are not my own
I took a nap, woke up then you were gone

Sad thing, I'll do it all over again
Next time please knock before you come back in
Here I am, where do I begin??
Walking down Michigan Avenue again...

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