You're up to your antics,
You're playing your games.
I don't know how I deal with you
When you're always doing the same.
I always want to scream,
I desperately want to shout,
But I just put on my best smile,
And hope this will all work out.
I don't know if it will,
Because you're not doing this right.
That isn't the right way,
And I'm afraid you might
Disappear.
YOU ARE READING
Poems
PoetryPoetry is a way to express ourselves, whether what we write is fictional or not. [Completed] (Some of these are pretty.... hng..... Read the last ones they're better.)
