Cinnamon in My Pocket - AMBER SMITH

The year of paper

When we were closer

I thought I found myself while I was shattered

Reading your letter

Now I know better

With gravel in my shoes

I couldn't have got away

It's kind of funny

When you're pushed to the edge

You find what it takes to survive

If you're fine I'm happy

Though you still have to learn

How to look straight into my eyes

The year of leather

We drifted further

Another way of life can't really blame her

Though I'm still battered

What does it matter

With cinnamon in my pocket

I know I'll be okay

It's kind of funny

When you're pushed to the edge

You find what it takes to survive

If you're fine I'm happy

Though you still have to learn

How to look straight into my eyes

I know what I said but I'm actually stronger without

You

I admit there are things I regret

And things you did that I'll never understand

I made my point I hope one day it gets

To you

So let me tell you a memory instead

And I will keep your picture in my had

Forever