Yesterday you came back
After months you disappeared
And you told me you changed
But today you're still acting the same
You're still the same person.
And I realised
I don't want to be with you tomorrow
Tomorrow I will choose myself.
They say yesterday is history
So I am putting you in the shelf
I am letting you go
I am turning the page over
And starting a new chapter
'Cause tomorrow is a mystery
And I want to solve it myself.
YOU ARE READING
MY SIDE OF THE STORY
PoetryDuring the past few years I found out that people I used to be friends with would talk about me behind the scenes, creating their own scripts and scenarios & making me the villain in their own story. Not only that, the general public, along with soc...
