I feel the ways that I'm not loved
Feel every glance intended with indifference or malice
I feel misplaced beneath each touch
As I noticed with every plain Jane he befriends, I get jealous
I know in my heart, it's cause he never looks at me like that
He barely thinks I'm worth the time to kiss when he needs quick ass
And I wanna leave, wanna mean each every word that knows a sense of worth
But plead and feed into ego and false hurt, I run toward the burden
My baby doesn't listen enough
And I'm forced to feel a victim, making rash decisions, facing the collisions, learn to close my eyes
My baby's always kidding and it's fun
When I'm forced to feed the victim, making rash decisions, facing an eviction, on my knees I'll testify
I know in my heart, it's cause he doesn't understand what it means to care
He barely thinks I'm worth the time to kiss so I must make do, being a spare
And I wanna leave, wanna mean each every word that knows a sense of worth
But plead and feed into ego and false hurt, I run toward the burden
Promises made to me of a happy home, a dog and kids and cats and a stone
Plans, dreams and peace all gone, tore from my cerebrum and been left alone
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Songs I Write | VIII
PoetryHello! - Please don't steal. - If you do use any or anything, just give credit, thanks. - 20 years old, England.
