Why do you hate me?
I don't know
Is it 'cus
I won't be part of your puppet show?
The one where you make fun of us
The one where you make us cry
That we never see the sky
Block out al the fun
Hide all laughs
Make us break our hearts
But because I won't be your Miss Perfect
You make sure she is taken
Our friendhip hs surfaced
And my soul you re breaking
YOU ARE READING
The Storm Inside
PoesiaThings that swirling in my head, that just need to be said...
