You told me the sky was bright
But I saw it blue
You like to be right
But always ends wrong
You like to say good
When everything goes bad
You told me I could cook
Then taste my food to be mad
You said you'd take me swimming
And I waited for ages
You always said it's bad timing
But you never did take me to places
You told me you love me
So you became the torture
You said it's for my benefit
But I never saw the nurture
You begged for my trust
Cause you said you deserved
I gave you quite much
In exchange for the dread
You promised a lot
Held your pinky too much
But kept them you did not
And left me with your lies
My room
May 13, 2015
8:00 pm
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In memory of...
PoetryPoems of the fallen and for the blissfully broken. Dedicated to all hopeless that were once happy of hoping. May we all sit back and devour these words and rhymes as we once again reminisce our fortunate unfortunateness. I solemnly pray we all share...
