Didn't I tell you,
To stop
Hopping around the place,
Getting mad at what you find.
So what if I'm different,
You say you don't care,
But you left me to drown,
And I sink deeper,
Till you find someone better.
Sorry,
My world is a mess,
It wouldn't be one,
If I wasn't better off,
Dead.
At least I wouldn't see you,
At least I won't be bothered.
Though I've tried,
Five times before,
Not a single time helped,
You just laughed.
YOU ARE READING
Why Was It You?
PoetryA collection of thoughts, that mean a lot to me but not to you
