What’s wrong with you?
You can’t get it through your head that the two
Of us are over, done, gone?
I can’t play your game; I’m not some stupid pawn.
I tried so hard, I truly did.
And now I just can’t seem to get rid
Of you. You’re always around.
Every time I fly, you pull me back to the ground.
It’s getting worse; my life’s a mess.
How this happened, I can’t begin to guess
I fucking hate you, just get away.
I’m gone, and that’s the way it’s going to stay.
But something’s wrong here, why cant I see?
It’s not you, it’s mother fucking me.
Poem - 1
- March 23, 2008
- californiaxbaby7
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