I hate that feeling.
That feeling that you care.
You get my hopes up,
only to let them down in the end.
Im used to this feeling.
I should know better,
it happens all the time.
But, I always fall for it.
Because I have hope for better times.
You told me "if you need me
i'll be their."
You were one of the many
who spoke those words.
One of the many
who spoke an empty promise.
Because when I needed you most,
where were you.
....
Iv'e needed you mutliple times.
Where are you now?
YOU ARE READING
Maybe I'm Insane
PoetryMaybe I'm insane, but aren't we all a bit. Here's a look inside my crazy mind. My hopes, my fears, my problems all out there for you to see. It's not all pretty and it's not all nice, but it's the truth. I won't blame society for these things, becau...
