Poems I've Written For The Dead Braincells

Weirdo

a weirdo who liked you
all throughout last year
i left it all in the past
til i heard what you said last
i know i shouldn't freak
it'll make me look weak
but i can't help it
as I'm the weirdo who liked you
all throughout last year

and if i could ask you
a survey of questions
would you answer them truthfully
or lie at the awkward ones?

i've lost all hope now
as i watch you hold him in your arms
i am still not over you, wow
honestly, i'm probably being overdramatic
and maybe no one cares that i crave you you bare
as my fingers roam through your hair
{ew that's gross}

and if i could ask you
a thousand questions
would you answer them truthfully
or lie at the awkward ones?

this is about you
and how you make me look like a joke
i'm sorry you have to know
i bet this poem will make you choke
i know you know what i am to you
a weirdo and maybe i should give up
let you swallow me whole
rip my heart to shreds
bury me as if i'm dead