In her green dress flowing around
her
If I’m dead to you, why are you at the wake?
Cursing my name, wishing I stayed
I wish I wasn’t dead to you, because you’re still at my wake
I can’t curse your name, and I wish you stayed
Millions singing along with her, and I hope they relate
I can go anywhere I want, anywhere I want, just not home
And she falls to the ground, on her knees, desperate
You would be my home for as long as I remember you
And without you, I’m free but without a home
And I wish I couldn’t relate
The way you
left me stranded
The way you
left me feeling selfish
For wanting you for myself, for taking every blow for you
To the way I felt so hopeless as I fell
For hating us so much but longing for you
And for the way you
left when I thought you’d stay
Look at how my tears ricochet
About the Author
Lindsay Baik is a student at Dulwich College Seoul who is passionate about writing, music, and collecting CDs. She spends much of her free time playing the cello and listening to music.
