My Midnight: A Second Collection Of Poetry

Unlikely

I've gotta forget about you

You're not the right guy for me

I wish that I didn't have to

I just wish that I could be happy

But nothing ever goes right

This game is getting old

I want to have a real life

I'm tired of doing everything I'm told

So if things were to change

And you were to notice me

I might give you a chance

But that kind of wishful thinking is so unlikely