I, love and you
Harsh words aren't they?
I mean it when I say it,
I never say it in vain,
Never have,
Never will,
Does anyone truly believe it?
Am I just spewing words that don't make sense?
I know this one isn't much of a poem,
More of a rant,
But most of the time,
I feel smaller than an ant,
I do the work,
Say the words,
Try my best,
And still feel like I'm being picked apart by the birds,
"It does get better",
But for how long?
All of these words,
sound oh, so wrong!
YOU ARE READING
My poems with passion
PoesíaThis is a book of some of my poems. I don't really share them much but I will for my bae, Gojo. (no not the fictional character, someone I know on an app) Please no hate and please do not steal any of these, I worked hard on these.
