Movies don't come true
I would wish that a new
Movie came with you
but with you I feel blue
not blue, red
Red in my face
but thanks to this race
I have to set the pace
a race with a chase
that has to have a pace
and we can't retrace
Retrace our steps
but now we need subjects
subjects to get you
of my mind
I thought I could find
a way to make you kind
but now I realize that behind
behind my back
I was truly blind
I thought I loved
loved you but then
then you shoved
shoved my heart
6 feet deep.
You didn't do just that
you tore it apart
I thought I had a start
but this isn't a movie
and you probably like
like someone named Lucy.
So you really aren't
into me.
But you see
he didn't care
he stares
but he doesn't do repairs.
This isn't a movie
And he will never
never like me
the bully he is
Shows he says
"I hate you"
but my mind says,
"I love you too"
what is wrong
Wrong with me?
I love my bully
but this isn't a movie
I need to stop
stop my mind
From getting to the top
but then it drops
I want my body
To drop from the top
the top of the cliff
The cliff called love
to the river
The river called heartbreak.
He gives me a heartache
But it feels so good
I hate it
I hate the feeling
I get when he looks my way
His smile makes me smile
I hate it
This isn't a movie
And he probably like someone else
someone prettier
Someone named Lucy
Not Hannah.
I need to move
Move away from him
maybe I could go
go to Louisiana
or to the savana
I just need
need to leave
As my mind and heart
Have started working
working together
they think this is a movie
I know it's not
this isn't a movie
And I need to stop
I need to be left alone
Alone from my heart
My heart that knows nothing
I hate that I love
love my bully
I want to fully
fully die
but this isn't a movie
and I need to live
This isn't a movie...
this isn't...
a movie...
*~Hannah~*
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Poems
PuisiI have wanted to try something new, so I have chosen to write some poems. I hope you like them, and understand them, as they are more... "Old school." A lot of these poems will be about nature. (Now you understand the cover.)
