I am confused on this situation.
I don't even know if you are paying attention.
If you, are appreciating everything that I have done.
Or you just want me around just like a toy that is for fun.
Confused if we belong together.
If we are both loving each other.
Or am I the only one who feels the love inside.
A love that is keeping myself from staying alive.
A love that is in my heart ang thought.
A love I brought.
A love full is misery.
A love that could only be a mystery.
Mystery! That is the right word for our love to be described.
Because our love would never be discovered.
It wasn't my choice, it was yours.
My love fore you is the opposite of ads, it could never be endorsed.
So here I am in the corner of my room.
Thinking that what happened to my life, it is doomed.
And now, your the only chance for my life to be back to its past state.
But you're still here, so its still not too late.
YOU ARE READING
A Poem For You.
Poesíaupdate: what a journey it has been for me looking back to these poems while being all grown up, I'll still keep it here if ever someone wants to read it but it took me all these years to realize that my poems are mediocre at it's best. Kinda makes m...
