I could be just as honest as the drunken truth.
But you don't want to hear that.
You only want to hear things that benefit you, things that protect you with a shield of positivity. You don't want to hear the things I think about you when you go on your every day anger spree.
You don't want to hear what I feel when you say you love me.
Why did you say it when you never meant it?
You don't want to hear how I think your words are just something you can spit out at the spur of the moment.
Honestly I don't need to be drunk to tell you the truth. If you would open your mind, your ears and maybe even your eyes you would know why I think of you the way that I do.
YOU ARE READING
Glue Bound Glass
Thơ caA compilation of cryptic, mind playing poetry. From the simplest nothing to heartfelt hatred.
