Call me selfish,
If you want
But you all would too
Things are not always black and white
There's always another way, a path, a grey area
That everyone sees
But is afraid to take
That's the path I'm walking on
It's a pathway that only a few people find
What greater reason there is
For the one I'm thinking of
It's a gift that's keeps on giving, oh my love
A gift that keeps you warm, oh my heart
Judge me,
If you want
But I'd still do it again
I can stand up proudly and say
I did it for us
I might as well face it
I'm addicted to love
I might as well say it
I did it for love
YOU ARE READING
ME, MYSELF & I
PoetryThis is my first attempt at writing poems. They are only going to be ten poems in this book. Copyright ©2018 3LUS3M ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
