I never made it easy
to hold my hand
So I won't be surprised
if you leave , dear "friend"
I'm difficult to handle
I'm a grenade in your hands
Seemingly small but deadly
I know that description
doesn't match reality
and I never meant to lie
But I'm not the girl you think you see
I never made it easy
to hold my hand
just to see who would stay
any anyway
But these fingers are numb from the cold
Still, I don't want fakers by my side
I'd rather die old
of loneliness.
YOU ARE READING
Running With Scissors
Poetry"Run away, they will have to find some other hearts to break" - All Time Low.
