I want to speak. So give me your attention please. This is not a plea. There will be no bargaining in here tonight. I can only give you as much as you give me. I'm sorry if you think I take too much. Or that I give too little. But you gave me two feet of board to walk on expecting me to go four. I will not apologize for things that i have done or the things that I have said. I am only sorry that you didn't stay along for the ride. I had the front row seats VIP passes to greener grass. Bumpy roads. Hissing snakes. Rainy days. Imperfect dates. We had it all. Wait wait I'm getting in off topic. This has turned into a rant instead of me casually speaking to you about my "feels." But then again this is only the beginning. And with your permission, although not needed, I will tell you my story from start to finish. My story of who I am.
My story of how I am.
My story I rather not tell.
My story of a living pain.
My story in general.
KNOW ME
YOU ARE READING
The Official Unofficial Story Of Sieh
PoetryI have no idea. But I do know that I like poetry and I hope you like my "poetry"
