Poetry

Diana

I got pulled in by a girl

Who's like broken glass

And cuts like razors

I don't know why I like her

Don't know why I care

All I know is that when I tried to run away

I got nowhere

So now I stand by her side

A supportive friend

Trying not to cry

Wishing it all to end

One minuet she cares

The next I can't tell

Is this the love they sing of in songs

It seems all wrong

But she has me under her spell

And I know this wont end well

So I stand by her a supportive friend

Wishing for it to end