My body doesn't like the way it felt the last two years
And now I feel like I'm gonna disappear
Thinking I wasn't gonna live to see 16
Thinking that no one would miss me
And let me tell you that your words have
Left their mark
Turned me into a battle ground
And my heart
Won't stop beating faster everyday
You kept saying that I changed
And I don't feel half the same
But you're gone now
I pushed you away
Far away
But I keep seeing you
And I need to know
Do you feel the same
I don't know where we went wrong
But I could only take it for so long
You say I don't seem quite the same
But that was yesterday
No I don't know where I went wrong
But you kept leaving
YOU ARE READING
Metanoia
PoetryMetanoia: [Noun] Change in one's way of life resulting from penitence or spiritual conversion. Poems, songs, and the occasional letter.
