Part 1
I'm crazy,
I'm bad,
I'm lazy,
I'm a crack.I'm whacky,
I'm cranky.
I'm clumsy,
But never sad.I'm fake,
I'm real.
I'm honest,
I'm a liar.I'm a bitch,
I'm a whore.
I'm good.
I'm a bore.I'm everything,
And much more.
I'm delusional,
I score.I speak shit,
I'm a dimwit.
I'm crazy,
I'm lazy.I want everything,
I want more.
I like the beat,
I think it's neat.I hate the heat,
I like to cheat.
I'm loyal,
I'm not royal.You make my blood boil,
Boil rhymes with soil.
I'm never going to get you,
But I'm still in denial.Part 2
I look at your number,
I don't have the courage to dial.
You are still with her,
Still unaware of my . . .You want to find someone for me,
You hurt me so much without even realizing.
I still find you mesmerizing.It's been two years since I've known you,
It's been one year since I realized my feelings for you.
It has been one year since you left,
It has been one year since you found her.You never noticed me that way,
I'm fine with it,
I'm tired of pretending to be okay with it.I tried to move on,
I really did.
You mean nothing to me,
I mean it.I never told you how I feel,
I don't know if I ever will.
I'm just a good friend,
I'm not sure if I'm okay with it.Fuck that shit.
Fuck that shit.Part 3
I'm a bore,
I hate people who snore.
I'm dizzy,
My drink is fizzy.I'm fickle minded,
Still much better than being two sided.Part 4
God are you real?
Are you okay with people dying of meaningless dual?
God are you fair?
Are the good people really with you and do the sinners really burn in hellfire?Part 5
The walls feel like a cage,
I want to escape.I want to run away,
But only if there was a way.I'm tired of sameness,
I'm afraid change.I know I'm quoting a book,
That's the only place I know where to look.The suffocation is poisonous,
My thoughts have turned dangerous.©Debanjana
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PoetryA notebook where I collect all the poems I've written. ©Debanjana