No matter how many times I try to move forward
I will always take two steps back
I will cry
I will weep and mourn
I just can't... I just can't move on.
Some says it will be better soon
It's been months, really
And I'm trying to feel a little lighter
But then one day, something seems to pull me down
I thought I was getting better.
I wanna get better.
Help me.
YOU ARE READING
Naive Girl
PoetrySitting on the bench Thinking about what we used to be And hopelessly imagining What we could have been Completed.
