Who defines immaturity?
I feel as though it's what I am
For why else would I stop
Every time I see your face?
Why else would I constantly wait
For your call?
Why else would I go out of my way
Just to see you?
You have captured me
My mind is a prison to your presence
My only wish is for you to leave,
And never come back
Unrequited love was never for me,
Yet here I am
I guess immature is what I've become after all
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Poems by a Lost Girl
PoetryI have a lot of thoughts; sometimes I just need a place to express them. This will be a collection of poems by me. So, thank you - for listening. It helps more than you know. W A R N I N G: Some poems may have dark themes Copyright © 2017 by that_sh...
