Say what you truely feel
Tongue ready for it's next meal
You're always going to be the same
And I'm done listening to the gentle whispers
Tempting me to play your twisted game.
So much there is to say
Keep in mind there's a price to pay
Yet nothing can conceal
Speak the truth, all that's real
Those whispers that continue to spread lies.
Did it not mean anything?
Not even the heart shattering goodbyes?
Is your heart cold and made out of tin?.
Oh of course, I forget~
You're not the girl I thought I met!
But of course...
Sa la vie!
For you are you
And I am me.
YOU ARE READING
Queen's Forgotten Poetry Corner.
PoesíaA place to keep my various poems~ Ranging from War to insanity to... cats? Please don't re-use any of my work without at least crediting or letting me know.
