Someone irreplaceable
Someone that you can't live without
Because they're the ones
That will bring you up
When you're down
Is it bad
Is it bad
If you fall in love
With someone
And you still love yourself
Do you love yourself
Is it wrong
Is it wrong
If you just turn your head
And ignore them all
Because you don't deserve all of the hate
And you don't deserve all of this backlash
But I hope that you can make a comeback
Because baby
I wish the best for you
You gave me a whole new light
And a whole new life
And baby
I wish you well
You put me through hell
And I want you to know
That you were special
I felt like it was wrong
To trust a man who had it all
Someone who didn't care at all
It was a wrong time
And on the same night
You told me that you were thinking
But were you thinking about me
At all
I thought that we were inseparable
But I guess the storm made us turn
But I didn't know how bad we would crash and burn
I never wanted to lose you
But you went a different course from me
And all that I would need
Is for you to say you love me
I just need you to say you love me
Is it bad
Is it bad
When you fall in love
With someone
And forget that you love yourself
Love yourself
Is it wrong
Is it wrong
If you turn you head
And can't see at all
Because baby
I wish the best for you
You gave me a whole new light
And a whole new life
And baby
I wish you well
You put me through hell
And I want you to know
That you were special
Is it bad
Is it bad
If you forgot who you were
Just because
You loved him so much
And din't want to lose him
Is it wrong
Is it wrong
To not want anything else
Because you already have him
But you're losing yourself
You're losing yourself
Because baby
I wish the best for you
You kept me in the dark for so long
And I don't think I can forget
And baby
I wish you well
You put me through hell
And I want you to know
I want you to know
That you're
You're so
You're so
Special
To me
YOU ARE READING
purpose
PoetryI started writing this collection about a year ago. In different periods of times I kept writing poem after poem. I was burnt out from the constant writing and the constant pain. I cried almost everyday, I hated who I was, but now I don't. This is a...
