I think back to when I first started to forgive you,
Maybe it was a mistake because now I'm asking myself who do I want to be.
Certainly not anyone to be associated back to your unstable life, soon though you'll understand the hate
that I have stored for years inside of my own mind, my own little gate.
This i keep full of secrets and privacy,
don't tell me you're sorry when your mug shot is hanging on the wall
which he knocked down so long ago, now i can't help but stare off into the hall
it's filled with my demons and fears.
I must ask you, did you ever wonder about my tears?
Did it ever occur to you that maybe I was sad?
I ask this because you've always yelled for my constant state of being mad.
I hate to break it to you though because you gave me a reason,
a reason to feel like I'm breaking a treason.
One that you would not set in motion due to your constant devotion to the devil himself.
I'm a part of the sickest joke in history.
Bring in the heart break because soon you'll be in those deepest parts of depression.
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Poems
PoetryHere in this book will be poems I write throughout life. I hope people can relate to these poems, and hopefully feel what I feel through the words. Poems are a beautiful thing that allow us to express ourselves, as I hope to do with this book.
