It always seems as though,
When you seem to fall in love;
It's really just a joke,
A cruel prank from above.
Everytime I seem to go down,
I go down like a fucking rock;
And the next one comes by,
To break open my heart's lock.
I crush too damn easily,
I crumble too damn hard;
But I have to change,
I have to keep my heart barred.
This girl, that girl,
There's always a reason;
Absolutely no way to get them,
No matter what day or season.
I at least want the next chick,
To have a true purpose for me;
Not just to be a pretty face,
But to be more than the eye can see.
So, answer this one question for me,
Are you more than the eye can see?
Kenny Mantinelli
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/are-you-more-than-the-eye-can-see/
