You want me to listen you when you don't even listen to me
Treat others the way you want to be treated right?
Or am I wrong?
You say that I'm wrong,
You're right
I beg to differ
I can't tell you that though,
You'll throw a fit,
and want me separated from society,
You take my phone,
My way of blocking out our destructive relationship,
Yet you don't seem to care
You want us to be a family,
how can we?
You hate my guts,
I'm pretty sure.

YOU ARE READING
Stuck In The Mind
PuisiA poetry book of thoughts in my head, My own work but the cover is made by someone else. This is just a tiny glimpse of what my mind is like. I'm not stuck in the mud, I'm Stuck In The Mind.