You dont get it do you?
I trusted you
you were suppose to be on my side,
yet you look me in the eye everyday with guilt
Do you not think I know?
You lied to my face
saying your life is a screw up
and that I don't get your life
when really I don't get you; at all.
You have friends you can trust
talk to them about your problems and everythings fine,
You have that extra close person who is worth living for
giving hugs and kisses,
yet you always remind me that this is a scheme,
and that smile on your face is a lie.
It doesn't seem like you want to die,
your obviously setting yourself up for the future,
with your future wife/husband
and friends you'd get drunk with when your older,
whats is this
'you don't get my life at all okay?'
shit. Because fuck your plans,
fuck your game your playing
I'm done with shit already,
I'm starting to not care about you anymore
because this is unforgivable
and even if i did forgive you,
I wouldn't accept the fact that you
lied, and even if you didn't say it
I saw it
and words could not describe
the tears that built in my eyes.
YOU ARE READING
the way of life ; poems
Poetryrelatable stories, poems, quotes, etc. for sad people with sad lives. :(: