you're like a ghost in headlights,
i never know when i'll hear from you again
everyone saying one thing
but
you're saying another
i don't know what to believe
or
who to believe
but i am trusting my thoughts
i never know what you're doing
and to me
it seems like you forget about me,
or
you just don't want to talk to me
which of course hurts my feelings
cause i like you
but you never know what will happen in the end
i just want things to change
please,
feel my words cause my lips won't move
YOU ARE READING
secrets i've kept hidden (a poetry story)
Poetryi have secrets, we have secrets, you and i, we were made of glass friends aren't really your friend, family isn't always blood the demon fucking with my head here's my story
