Long poems from a short girl

why?

I once heard a quote that goes like this

It said happiness is ignorance and ignorance is bliss

I questioned it then, but I think it must be true

Because I'm aware that were not friends but reality won't come through

Every time I see you you talk most of the time

And when I open my mouth its almost like a crime

You always love attention and you love to be heard

And I knew this for a long time but my mind seems to be blurred

I mean you tell me about your life and about some other thing

Im treated like a servant and your the royal king

I know your not my friend more like my master in a way

But I always wonder my I keep ''serving'' you every day

I used to always wonder but now I know the reason why

Because whenever I remember my mind always seems to lie

* I'll be updating more since winter break is soon