Poetry of 2015-2017

10.11.17

You tell me I'm beautiful when we were together & I believed you.
You call me beautiful when we're not together & I don't know if I should believe.
I know you're thinking other girls are beautiful, too.
I know they have something better & I can't compete.
My mind keeps racing & I don't know if I could finish.
You've fallen too quickly but I must've fallen with you.
I must've fallen into this where I knew I would be an in between.
I still have this feeling
That you want me just as much I want you
That's why you don't want to see me with another guy.
And I just fight the battle between others and myself.
That's how I get mixed up with knowing and believing.