Don't tell me you're sorry because you were never to Balme
It just keeps going, this never ending game
Of "how are you" and "are you okay"
Does that make it better, because it doesn't change my day
I hope you feel better about yourself
When you pretend to care
And I cover my wrist because you always stare
And say that I'm fine.
YOU ARE READING
Don't forget to water the roses
PoetryPoetry for The weary, for the undecided and "can't hide it" for the somedays and will be's for the love struck and the newbies. These words will flood your mind with inspiration, how to learn to forgive, and love. Not just someone else but yourself.
