The lies aren't true
They never were
It's sad how you
think they work.
Yes, they hurt my feelings
I cried myself to sleep
I pondered if life is meaningless,
but i bottled up my feelings
with a cork.
The lies hurt
because they were random
the sleeves of my shirt
feel like they were stabbed
with a fork.
Can we forget them?
apparently not.
Im sorry.... um...
The lies aren't true
they never were
because if they were
i wouldn't even be here.
Im sorry
for the lies
I never made
but the lies
you made
only you can be sorry for.
YOU ARE READING
Poems For Feelings
RandomPoems and Quotes that may make you see things the way other people see the Hell we call this world. ~We publish 1-3 everyday since we write them in school and in our free time~ -Kat & Dall
