Teardrops fall as I write,
There's just no way to win this fight,
Hatred fills, as you read,
You've changed your Snap and Instagram feed,
I'm not going to say sorry,
Because your brother isn't sorry
Is he?
He couldn't just let me be,
He had to go tell everyone that I was mean,
He made me out to be green,
And horrible and terrible;the wicked witch,
Did anyone tell you what he said?
No? Well it left me crying in my bed,
I guess he didn't want to hurt me but I hurt you,
So that was enough to push him to,
And now everyone believes his lies,
My truth, the truth, or your pride? You pick which.
But I guess you and your brother already made up your minds,
I hate that everyone thought we were made up in binds,
I wanted a fling,
You wanted a ring,
I can't do this anymore, I need a break
My heart just wasn't yours to take
Accept you didn't break it did you?
I guess I did in a way,
No one else seems to think,
That I pushed you to the brink,
But I'm smart enough to know,
If I loved you I would have never let you go.
YOU ARE READING
All My Shit Is In A Book
RandomI'm the creator of my own greatest disaster. I write for me a no one else. I want you all safe. Please stick with the awful writing at the start of this collection. I started writing two years ago and have developed a lot.