You earned the right to hear this
But I don't deserve this need
Tell you something you should know
The middle, I wish you'd meet
Yet you still choose to ignore
Battling me with a sword
Yes! It is okay to want more
I can't do this all alone
Rather, I should not have to
It's true you pick up the phone
Litter my voicemail all night
But your words no longer count
You have always held me tight
Before with admiration
Now with desperation
You say you want to see me
For this, I truly am sorry
But it's not enough from you
Always stood beside you
Praising your song and dance
I'd say I'm your biggest fan
When will you return the favor
So I can feel the love
Taking buses to your shows
Traveling miles just to see
Not for me, but it's for you
Am I not worth the same
Or are you really that vain
It's not like you do not know
I need a friend to listen
Just a little recognition
You used to be my only
The person I trusted most
Acquaintances know me more
Look! My conscience is so torn
Open your eyes foolish man
I pour my heart and soul out
I'm screaming so fucking loud
One more chance to hear my shout
7/11/13
YOU ARE READING
Until then
PoetryI live with a mathematical, logical mind, but tend to be immersed in emotion. The imbalance can both prosper and hinder me. with love, b 1987-until then...
