Why do I care -
of what they say
When we never met
When they just don't know me yet.
I made a mistake
I regret
Yet,
I know I lack
I never showed what I felt
Pretending,
When I knew there was nothing that I held
So full of myself
With things, the way I dealt
was so wrong, so so wrong
Oh god, now what?
I saw what I wanted
It was easier to judge than believe
I didn't care what they felt
Now, it's all coming back
I'm sorry, how do I apologize
When I knew what I was doing wasn't right
No mercy, no guilt
How could I be so heartless.
It wasn't me I swear
My mind was absent
My heart went cold
No human feeling rushing through
The ignorance just grew
YOU ARE READING
Unsaid words
Poetry"Is happiness really a myth". A collection of the most cherished pieces of my soul: my poems. The things I wrote when I loved, when I hated, when I raged, when I dared and when from reality, I escaped. My poems are a way for me to get away from the...
