We've stumbled through the happy
Time to face the sad
Occasional laughter simmers through
I take my time to do the things others do so fast
I stutter my way through the math
It just never makes sense the first time
I have to try harder than most
It takes me three tries just to get a part right
I have to relearn the same thing four times before it begins to comprehend
The equation doesn't make sense
The formula rearranges
Me and you just don't seem to go together anymore
I'm desperate for it to be wrong
But algebra hates me
We hurt too much
And we hate too much
We try to make it better but we can't change how we are
I've heard "I'm sorry I made us like thos" so many times
It hurts to hear every time
You can't rewind or erase a feeling
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Gloom
PoetryA collection of poems that vary in sadness and happiness, Some are sad and the thought of them hurts Poetry marked mature cause you never know and i like to be prepared But have a look and see if you like I wonder if I can make your heart hurt the...
