Tourist

Darling, I saw you weeping the other day,

You said it was ‘cos of this boy who only wanted to play,

He’d tasted you twice and decided to leave you at bay,

But heed me, child, this is actually okay,

For no matter how good a place may be,

Some will find it boring and ultimately flee,

Listen to me, child, and listen closely,

Just be yourself and show it to the world bravely,

While some will turn their nose and walk away,

There are bound to be someone who will stay at the end of the day.

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