It's over used
Abused
Makes me confused
Left me bruised.
In your voice
The choice
Caused my heart's rejoice.
You had all to gain
But you handed me the pain
And drove me half insane.
I don't wanna keep crying
I shouldn't care about your lying
Cause you left me alone and dying
And expect me to keep trying.
YOU ARE READING
The Very Tired Girl
PoetryA book of poems... Some may be...triggering... Most will be mine, but if you want to submit just dm me and I'll put it in here, you can ask for anonymous, or you can ask for credit either is fine. Please read. TRIGGER WARNING
