You don't mean to make me angry
what you do in the dark of the hallway I'm not meant to see
You were only talking to your ex
But one the problem is she's your ex and I'm just me
I hate this
I hate having to walk past you
I hate Acting like I don't know you
Am I that easy to ignore in public
Why do I let you come back later
And trick me back into thinking this is ok
It's not
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Depression Kills
PoetryDifferent poems I wrote about various topics having to do with pain , and the broken promises of life... I write these when I am in the mood or am going through something.. Take a glimpse.. I am sure you'll find something you can relate to.
