I always let you down,
I keep on hurting you,
My unexpressive eyelids,
And your quentionful lips,
I watch your voice fall,
My sorrys couldn't fill you,
I'm a monster crumpled on the floor.
YOU ARE READING
I Wrote It All For Me
PoetryPoems. For myself, of my moods, my life, just me and my feelings. Most of them are fictious (or are they?). I'll leave it to you readers, let your imagination wander.
I'm sorry
I always let you down,
I keep on hurting you,
My unexpressive eyelids,
And your quentionful lips,
I watch your voice fall,
My sorrys couldn't fill you,
I'm a monster crumpled on the floor.
