Kelly Zion

(11/27/1994)

Kitty In A Cowboy Hat


Kitty in a cowboy hat,
what's wrong little kitty cat?
Why is your smile gentle, but sad?
Why are your eyes twisted around?
Why can't you cry, little kitty cat?
Is it because your cowboy hat
is so sweet it won't let you down?
What if you fell to the ground?
What if your cowboy hat broken in half?
What if you had no reason left to stand?
Would you crumple to your knees?
Would your heart break down and bleed?
Could we finally see
the hurt you've been trying to hide?
Or are you just smiling 'cause it's sweet
kitty in a cowboy hat?

Submitted: Tuesday, June 04, 2013
Edited: Friday, August 02, 2013

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