Forcing a smile, while I hide my thoughts,
Just so you think I’m okay.
You want me to meet her, show her who helped,
But I don’t want to play this game.
Don’t pretend you don’t know, coz you do,
I told you twice.
It’s just the fact that I helped you,
Is why you’re being so nice.
Crying in bed, holding my head.
Feeling my heart clench.
Putting up a mask, that people can’t see past,
I’m empty.
But nice is the wrong word,
Coz you boy, are the opposite.
You play with me, my head,
I’m begging you, stop it.
I don’t have enough energy,
To twist minds like you do.
One minute I’m a savour,
The next, I’m not even worth saving.
Crying in bed, holding my head.
Feeling my heart clench.
Putting up a mask, that people can’t see past,
I’m empty.
So love her all you like,
Kiss her ‘till your lips hurt.
Caress her with fake words and lies.
But beware, they’ll come back, and hit you from behind.
You still hold my heart though,
I have no idea why.
I guess I’m just not strong enough,
Because you’re my kryptonite.
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Fingers
شِعرJust a little something, A poem; more like, About a girl, Who fell in love with a boy, Who isn't around anymore. And many other stories, About many different people, Living very different lives, But who all seem to, Relate, To each other, In some wa...
