you think i gotta problem?
look in the mirror.
accusing me of all my wrong doings
how do you expect me to continue.
you are supposed to be the one, to love and care
but you seem to be the one who makes me want to pull out my hair.
you make me feel like i'm the worst.
the worst of them all.
but you pushed me and now i'm gonna fall
fall down this hole once again.
but you'll never know what's wrong
because all your gonna do is assume
but in reality.
look in the mirror.
ESTÁS LEYENDO
poems & short stories
Poetrylife's trivial trials, along with he deepest thoughts that come along with them.
