Have you ever cared,
When my heart to you was spared.
Have you ever thought,
When all my time and effort was all for naught.
Have you ever hurt before,
When you see my name,
It was nothing but an eyesore.
Have you ever think it through,
When everything that has happen-
It wasn't me,
but it was you.
YOU ARE READING
From The Bottom Of My Heart: Gone With the Wind (Poetry)
PoesíaJust a little glimpse of how I live my life. Written in a form of poetry. I started to wonder and I still was when I wrote those first few lines. As I continue to write, an idea; a theory slowly crept into my mind. What if this is the real me? All...
