
This is the first work I've done in a long time that brings up the subject of a distant ex of mine. It will probably be the last. The references to Scarborough Fair only makes sense if you know and understand the song by that title.
Rated: Fiction T - English - Angst/Romance - Words: 236 - Published: 10-15-07 - Status: Complete - id: 2426703
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-1Cold Haerts in Scarborough (Could I ask too much?)
I'm in the torrent
I'm no longer never me
I'm conceit
I defeat defeat
I know what I want and I'm making it me
Don't feed me the same lines
I'm not the kind to ignore the signs
I'm on my way and I'll be fine
I may be lonely, but I'm just fine
And I'm going to Scarborough Fair
And I know that she'll be there
But at this point I don't care
I'll play my whistle until its in key
I'll save up my money until I think I'm free
I'll be more than anyone could want me to be
But I'm doing this for me
So don't tie yourself to me
I'm just doing my own thing
This is what I call mental independence
If I'm going to climb this wall, it's for myself
'Cause no one else gave a shit
And I'm just passing through the Scarborough Fair
If she wants to change my tune, she'll have to do more than care
Because I've more than done my share
I've done the impossible
I've bet on the improbable
I've died and come out on the other side
Now it's time she gave it a try
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