Leave me be, all by myself, leave me be, all to myself.
As Love goes around and around, and I still end up alone. But that's alright, so leave me be. Take your selfish, fake love, and leave me be. I've made my bed all nice and cozy, and I'm not short on books, so just leave me be. Those so called friends you can keep for yourself, and just leave me be. I'll be indulging in beautiful poetry and basking in the moonlight with my books, In my own world, afar from this one. You can keep this one to yourself, and just leave me be. I'm not scared anymore of being lonely and getting used to it, you made me believe that. But I'm not the type of flower to grow amidst all the others, I'm the flower with the sharpest of thorns, and I won't apologize for it, so just leave me be. I'll fall in love with myself, with my life. I'll fall in love with the chilliness of my white sheets on hot summer nights, I'll fall in love with the sun when it peaks in the horizons, and I'll write it love letters, though I'll always be in love with my darling moon. It's beauty and calmness makes up for all the pain I've been feeling. My darling moon has been my dear old friend, I used to share our love with. I used to tell it how you made me feel, when you said I wasn't like anything you've seen before, I used to tell it how, your voice was so calming and your presence made me so happy, but I never told it how, you shared the same looks you gave me with other girls, I never told it how your rarely spoke nice words to me, how my presence at times went unnoticed to you. But I did share my tears with it when you left me so horribly. And I'm alright now, so leave me be.
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A MESS.
Poetrya book of scattered thoughts, words and actions. forever under construction so don't expect anything really. I'm not the best, but I love what I do & I do what I love.
