They came for me
again
today
they kept asking
if I wanted to come and
play
I told them
no
that I have someone to call
home
they wouldn't
go
In my thoughts
they love to
roam
But at break
when I say your
smiling face
honey dripping form your voice
I knew it wasn't a waste
....
I knew that I made the right
choice.
I decided after school,
to leave you a note
you wouldn't know it's me
needless to say
I put
pen
to
paper and
wrote
Burning with anticipation
I watched from a distance
you went to your locker
and-
He came again
and held onto your waist
I showed no anger
yet couldn't hide my distaste
My note long gone,
I spun around,
and missed that moment when she
smiled again,
alone,
after reading the note
We don't always see everything
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Intrusive Fragility
PoésieBecause we are fragile. ✂✂✂✂✂ I wrote these poems when i was like 12/13 lmaooo i unpublished this, but decided to put it back up because why not. so, here my emo poet phase is immortalized for the world to see :] -- Updates at random. #Wattys
