When I asked him why
His reply satisfied me that time
"What do you think? I would intentionally hurt the girl I love?"
Believing him was a mistake I did
Along with the wound that overtime healed
"What do u think? Someone would call names behind her back to the girl thay love? "
I should've never asked him why
Getting my hopes high up on dirty white lies
YOU ARE READING
YOU ARE ENSNARED
PoetryA house full of poems and you look for yourself in every corner, trying to cope with reality's harshness as it engulfs you You realize, life is just a game and you are leveling up every step as the air around you becomes suffocating. Its you agains...
