She can never quite look you in the eye
But she can watch your back as you say goodbye
She can never quite smile when your around
But she can smile when she's looking at the ground
She can never quite spit the words back
But she can tear them apart and give them back
She may never look forward to tomorrow
But she can look for time to borrow
She may never be able to say she's yours
But she can see the pain seeping through your pores
And she may never be able to love you the same
But she can tell that you're not playing for the game
YOU ARE READING
Bloom.
PoesíaA collection of poems and prose from a range of topics. Enjoy! COVER BY: @soundthealarm graphics! Go check them out!
