When I met you,
I swear, that I'm an overthinker
For, you to became aware.
At least, I thought you would.
I always had this thought,
That what if, I don't have the future I always dreamed of?
What if, I never belong to your future?
What if you're not actually interested with me?
And what if, you don't really feel the same way I did?
For, that's what I felt,
Whenever I'm with you.
Thousands of doubt are rushing in my mind,
But, still choosed to discard 'em all.
Yet, you still had the guts,
To proven me right.
Now, I came to realized,
They all lied to me.
When they told me
That it's only in my head.
Rather,
My mind, is the only one
Whom, became honest to me,
For, all of you
Are merely liars.
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GRAVE OF SORROW | A Collection Of Poem
Non-FictionThis book is the graveyard of my sorrowful free verses poem. So if you're looking and interested in hurting and making your heart bleed, go and check this books out, and turned the page until it's last page. ***** ~I...
