You walk among the crowd of girls knowing that I'm watching you,
I don't know why you do this, but you hurt me and people who can hurt me like you do are few,
Your almost perfect smile, the jacket you wear almost everyday,
The way you brush off your hair, make me fall in love with you in a new way,
But you want to see my cry, you don't want my love,
But I keep on taking on the arrows you throw at me, like an injured dove,
That girl might give you what you need, but she'll leave you alone,
When she's taken all she wants, she'll throw you away like a stone,
Yeah, I know that you don't love her, you knows she's my friend,
Who I won't see sad, I'll swallow my pride, even if I'm alone in the end,
Why do you do this, don't you realise you're hurting yourself too?
Whenever you kiss her and hold her tight, you do it when I'm around,
My pillow is full of tears I've lost for you,
Some scars leave their mark but you've given me a permanent wound,
That keeps on bleeding and hurting me,
It's like a broken piece of my love for you stabbing me, killing me,
Don't you know that all this while that you've let me down,
I'm the only one who stayed with you in your empty paper town,
But you still break down my castle, tear apart my memories,
How does it feel to be the hero and the devil in all my stories?
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PoesiaA compilation of poems from the heart of a seventeen year old girl wanting to be heard