I have seen this three times before
I have watched guys fall in and out of love hopelessly
With the girl who leads them on and isn't ready for a relationship
With the popular girl who isn't worth a penny
And with the silent heart breaker
I have watched silently as they wait for unreturned love
I have watched as they broke into tiny pieces
Poor boys, you never learn
Poor boys, I wish you weren't so blind
I was there for them in the long nights of sadness
I was there for them when they jumped for joy after a small hug from dream girl
Sadly, I'm loosing my grip on things
And I'm tired of the same script
So when you notice I'm acting different
And when you think that I'm just being a jerk
Remember the times when I gave you hugs
And remember all the times you called me "sis"
Then maybe you'll see that deep beneath my act
Was someone whose heart was draining tons and tons of emotions
YOU ARE READING
Decisions
PoetryPoems that I wrote to briefly describe the many decisions we all may or may not make in this cold world.
