You're the math that I conquer,
The blank crumpled piece of paper,
You're the ripped pages of my book,
The ones that I won't took,
You're the music that bugs me,
The thing that annoys me,
You're the corny joke that I've read,
The parts that can't be kept,
You're the pessimistic person,
The person whom always pester me,
You're the indigo of my life,
The one that intrigued me for life,
You're the thing I never wished to have,
The worst well I fell into,
You're the one that shouldn't exist,
The only thing namely surreal illusion,
You're the one that I hate, loathe, abhor and mortify
The one that always pretend in front of me,
You're the one that can never be genuine,
The thing I could ask for is 'be veritable, please?'
YOU ARE READING
Erraticness
PoetryPoems. Random words put up. Unsaid thoughts. Hidden stories. Just them, us, and me. --- "Erraticness" By: euphoricskepticism Started: August 11, 2015 - April 2, 2018 #924 in Poetry - 062417-102517 #644 in Poems - 112023