silly me always running back to you
my comfort, the only person who was with me
when times were cold and dark
but you took advantage of my hurt
every time.
silly me thinking that you really cared
you were who i ran to
every-time i got scared
and now i my eyes are open and i really see
just how silly i can be.
YOU ARE READING
Poetry
PoetryI sometimes get random inspiration to write (sometimes horrible) poetry. So here we go.
