when will you learn?
this isn't as simple as dogs and cats
when's it my turn,
to tell you things don't have to be so bad?
i wish that you could see
my point of view
then everything that's set free,
can turn into mist and dew
your pretty little face stares at me
with bewildered eyes and a confused look
things aren't done so easily,
not for you, you're not so hooked
you're not travelling in this diverse,
and hurtful world
you've picked your own path and,
i will stop rhyming now
i love you
but when will you learn?
YOU ARE READING
poetry
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