I'm stuck in a bliss
Whatever that is
I'll be here for you to miss
While you're busy giving your game a kiss
I guess I'd call this my diss
So you'd be pissed
And I'd be pleased
To embrace the pain with a hiss
So I'll say goodbye and I'd be his.
I'm not enough
And that's enough
For you to give me a reason
For being a dumb person
And calling you with a fake 'hon'
Don't hug me with coldness
Don't kiss me with dryness
Don't look at me like I'm pathetic
Because I'm not as smart as heck
And I'd give you a check.
I'd cut myself
And you'd not care
So what?
Who are you anyway?
YOU ARE READING
Poems And Poetries
PuisiHighest rank: Rank 29 in attention Rank 939 in Lost English poems filled with every feelings such as:sadness,Love,madness and etc. I'm updating when I can't think of anything to write on my other book 'UNIVERSITY OF DETECTIVES' Language: BOTH ENGLIS...
