I wished you weren't knownAnd i wished
I wasn't popular
But i'm pretty sure
You know
Our souls are getting lonelier
And i wrote a song about you
Once
When you stayed alone
In a hotel room
and left behind
the three of your best friends
I wrote about you
That day
When i rejected my family
Father, forgive me
For being a failure
I stayed alone
In my tiny room
I love it here
I feel our hearts
being closer
And i feel my pens
Running wilder
I'm sorry
For loving the feeling
Of thinking
Of you
Feeling the same way
As I do
And
I'm sorry
that i'm not usually
In the best of moods
If i indirectly
Maybe
Am disappointing you.
YOU ARE READING
CHAOTIC.
Poetry2# SLAM January 9th 2019 And you know you're creating art When your heart is slowly falling apart.