1-8-17
Tired of all the games you made me play, tired
Of all the fucking lies that spill out your mouth
Everything that I've lived up to, everything I knew
You broke it down, tried to build it back with glue
Said that you learned from your mistakes
Now, I'm thinking out don't have what it takes
I'm aware now, as I feel the sharp stung on my face
Done wit' all your crap, you need to learn your place
God, I can't believe I fell for you again and again!
Just pace yourself, lose yourself in paper and pen
Leave all the cut, bruises you left all over my body
Me, myself, and I, tired, I'll celebrate my pity party
ALONE!
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Daily slice of Life
PoetryThese are just poems that I've wrote done. We've all had those days, happy, sad, any emotions will be in this book.
