Hands,
Eyes,
Thinking truths,
Speaking lies,
Love,
Hate,
Minds in sync,
I thought it was fate.
Seconds to hours,
We use emotions like power,
Grating to soften,
My edges turn to powder,
Time is a method,
Love is how we cope,
Life becomes beautiful,
When it finally stops.
Your hair and your eyes,
Reminding me of better times,
My feelings so mixed,
All I say are lies,
You came along,
And shone a light.
I am not unhappy,
What a way to phrase it,
I am not understanding,
Some pieces don't fit,
I love you,
I love him,
You don't love me,
Where could I begin.
He says he loves me,
I pushed him away,
Because I truly love you,
You don't feel the same,
I'm so confused,
And scared and shocked,
That when you tried to let me in,
Your doors were all locked.
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A Dumb Transboy's Book of Poems
Poetry*throws phone out a window* HEY HI THIS IS IN THE 2017 WATTY AWARDS NOW IF YOU WANNA BORKING VOTE FOR ME <3 Highest Rating: #337 in Poetry 6/24/17
