I've heard it
Not too long ago.
But I've heard it,
All before.
You sound like
A broken record
That's scratched.
Nothing you say
Is original,
Nothing but a copy
Of what you've said before.
I don't know why
I continue to listen,
As if,
One day,
You'll say something new.
As if,
One day,
You'd become anew.
I don't know why
I continue to listen,
But I know one day,
I'll stop trying,
And let it all go.
But for now,
And call me crazy,
I'll try one last time.
But it will take time,
For me to tell you yes.
So in that time being,
Please be smart and reflect
On all that you've done
In the time we met.
Don't take me for a fool,
Because I know all the tricks.
I've heard it all before,
And before's no longer missed.
But I do miss an individual,
That's no secret at all,
That'll change with time,
As well as my mind.
I've heard it all,
Not too long ago.
Still means,
I've heard it before.
Millie J. Skosher
