By frontman_ph
Date: 25 May 1999

Gray T

thousands of shoppers have come and gone
few eyed me, fewer still tried me on
only to return me to my rack wrinkled,
haunted by their perfume that lingered
all over me.

You took a look at me (blindly perhaps)
and decided to buy me without trying me on
and as you carry me now to your place
I can't wait to smell your smell,
to feel the feel of your skin on mine.

Somethings nagging me though, a question,
what if I will not fit into your world,
will you still wear me?