I don't know.
I seriously don't know why I am angry.
Is it because I like him too.
Or is it because you caught him first.
I'm confused, maybe confusion is the reason for my anger.
Lost, thinking about such a stupid thing.
Argh,I'm going crazy.
Is this what's really going on in my head?
Fuck.
I'm jealous, aren't I.
Fuck.
I don't know what to do.
Just let go..
Like always I will let go of something I want because I think its good for me.
Damn.
This is funny
Why am I catching stupid feelings so early.
His a lowkey fuckboy..
Yeah
A lowkey fuck boy

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PoetryRandom Poems Written at random hours All poems written by Mercia Jorge.. The first part is a short story, then the rest of the book is poems.. If you have questions, you may message me, but please let it be valid ... A few poems have swear words...