I hate rewriting
I've wrote this a thousand times
Just for someone who won't care
For someone who doesn't mind
I'll say I miss you
A thousand times
Just for someone
Who wasn't mine
They've broken me
A thousand times
Not that they knew
They were never kind
You've taken my energy
A thousand times
Throwing it away
Like a rusty dime
I've tried to hate you
A thousand times
Yet always falling
From my climb
I wanted to hate you
A thousand times
And cant seem to do it
So I just cry
Over someone who doesn't know me
Someone whose committed crimes
Someone whose used me
One thousand times
YOU ARE READING
Solitary crowds
PoetryLove does strange things to me when I'm in different states of mind. I think this will be the best poetry book out of all the ones I have written so far. Because this one is going to be filled with unbearable confusion. Because that is where my mind...
