Unloved by Jann Arden

indentured


i go

swift (ly) closing all

the doors

in my way

and

they all say

hello sweet (ly)

that

even with wrongs and

failures i

hear you say

you are (my) best

teacher

in the world and

as i (fly)

down slopes i turn

to look at her

and

say thank you

with (my) eyes

i smile

at them

the way i still did

at you

when you told me

how

(all) the little children

liked me.

for some

reason...