He's just something,
The way he flatters me with his words,
I could write forever,
From what he appears,
I'm in doubt,
Yet no one even did make me feel that way,
Whether I should hold on or let go?
It's the first time I prayed,
"God give him to me, if he's the rights one",
Are we contradictory Shakespeare or what?
Yet his words remind me of song,
Which says, "I'm gonna marry him if he keeps this shit up",
Such a powerful phrase to say,
But the reality of fragile words always play,
It's beautiful like a dream,
But what if your words are just temporary reason to get a girl?
Cause I'm a person who belonged to mad people's dorm,
And what if your existence left me insane than ever?
Cause you're just someone who has put me on cloud nine,
So how can I believe I won't be drowning in agony someone like thine.
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The Mad People's Dorm
Poetry"Mad People's Dorm" is a heartfelt collection of poetry that takes you deep into the emotions and thoughts of someone battling anxiety, betrayal, and inner turmoil. Each poem is a window into a mind that has faced darkness and is striving to find li...
