Why do I listen to these lies you spew?
About how I'm cool and fun and everything else?
You don't see the real me you probably never will.
Why do you keep trying?
You try reason and when that doesn't work you turn to anger and insults.
Why do I still listen?
The rage inside my builds you keep going more fuel to the fire.
I explode...
All the hurt and pain everything from the past it spews I realize what I'm doing and stop before the damage done is forever......
YOU ARE READING
Poetry- Collage
PoetryJust a fun mixture of poetry from the soul.... words hold power that no mortal can truly wield but why not try?
