I don't know what I want out of you anymore.
I thought that maybe since we were forced to be together I'd make the most of it.
I try, but you don't.
I want to love you, but you don't.
When I want you around, your not.
When I want to be alone, your right there, tormenting me.
When I yell "Go away! Your so stupid!" I'm really saying "You can stay, I want you to; just be a little nicer."
We have our moments, but not that often.
I can get mean to you, but only because you make me that way.
If you just be nice to me, I'll be the same with you.
I still love you, but I know that you wouldn't say the same thing (At least not out loud).
Why can't we just love each other?
Because it looks like we both need it.
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Sad Stories and Pretty Scars
PoetryFor a while, I was depressed (and still kinda am). To help me with my sadness, I wrote and read poems and found and made up inspiring quotes. I know that a lot of people out there are dealing with problems like mine, so I want to help by letting you...
