I once loved this place
I loved a lot, maybe too much
I never called it what it was
Cause if I did, I felt that they would judge
I felt at home
But never really welcome
Never feeling right
Asking myself what I've done
I moved away from this place
And found a new place to be from
They didn't hear me there
They all had gone numb
I would do that too
If I could
Cause those comments hurt from the top of my head
To the bottom of my foot
Now I'm scared for a reason
This was my hometown
I felt welcome and good here
Before you decided to burn it all down
You said sorry after
You didn't realise that it'll make me feel like that
But I don't care, cause now I'll hate you forever
And I'll always be mad.
With that one, I wanted to try out a new and kinda more phoebe bridgers like style. Reading through it now, it reminds me of the poems in my early days as a poet. Althoug I like it, I think I'm gonna stay with my other style, it just feels more authentic.
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Poem Collection
PoetryHere are the poems I've written and sometimes little backstories about why I wrote them. Enjoy my art :)