i could never hate you baby
i'm giving all my power to love you
but you never love me the way i do
sometimes i open the windows and let the sunshine in
but more often I hate the light when i go to sleep
for every attempt that i made
every failure i try to ignore the pain that it cost me
i was never tall enough to learn how to fly
and i was never brave enough to sing that high
i spend every minute alone in my life
writing a speech for myself
but who would ever care to listen
romantic comedy ain't my favorite
but sometimes i adore a little cry
i refuse to ever fall in love again
i prefer romance from a distance
that's probably why all my friends ended up dating my crushes
and i hate all the cliches
all i want is a cute summer love
without an arrogant bastard screwing it all up
and i hate listening to music
all the good songs i've heard i never get to know their names
why won't my best friend text me back now
i'm so bloody depressed now why won't she noice
i'm sorry if i ever said the wrong thing to you
because it seems that i tend to
I'm sorry.
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The Escapist
PoetryEscapist /escapist/ [noun] A person who escapes into a world of fantasy.