Don't act like you don't know ... I saw you.. I saw him ... I saw the way you looked at him and the way he stares at you. Its almost beautiful , its almost crazy, its out of this world. I wish I had it ... But I'll be good.
So I slowly gave up.. I walked away, hoping you'd understand. I was miserable and for the first time I sat and prayed. Tears followed the streams on my face, my heart grew smaller, the pain greater.. I was building a wall; becoming cold. - Becoming merciless. I looked out to the stars that night and said it all.. I'll be good.
The truth however still remains, I'm stuck in love with you and in like with someone else. I can't choose whether I should move on or not. You have. With him. But this conflict resides in my mind forever predicting my every move. But maybe babe for you I'll smile, I'll put my thoughts on paper for the world to read and soon one say, "I'll thank you beautiful". I'll be good.
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I'll Be Good
PoetryThe writer is faced with an internal conflict of love. He finds it difficult to move on all while making changes and amends to his life.
