I want it to end,
The fighting and the screaming,
How can I live knowing
That one of you is scheming?
I don't like this new lifestyle.
I wish I didn't know what you mean,
Stop shouting dramatically
And creating a scene.
I want to scream and run away
Hide in a corner and cry,
I hope this doesn't come to
One of you saying goodbye.
Would it be better
For me to keep quiet and not say a word?
But if I open my mouth
I'm not sure I can be heard.
Why do you purposely start a fight?
Do you like it? Is that why?
I don't know what to do,
I wish I could get away from all the lies.
YOU ARE READING
Reflection
PoetryMy second collection of poems. Kind of like a sequel to 'Expressing Me'. I write whenever I feel something strong, so yeah. =D