To live my life you must be a daredevil,
To love my life you must be crazy.
I don't have it as bad as most,
But my vision of joy is hazy.
I have grief dragging me down,
I have you trying to pull me down.
I have you hating me,
But the reason is unknown.
We've always been the best of friends,
But now it seems it's coming to an end.
Now you glare.
Now you stare.
Now you hate.
Now you rate.
And you don't rate high.
YOU ARE READING
Poetry
PoetryYeah so some of these suck and some don't, some are happy some are sad, some are down-right depressing. But you know, I hope you like them. Or don't. Whatever.
