My poems

Boston

You had to go and break me 

You broke down the walls I put up 

Then you went and left me to plea 

I needed you to set me free 

It's like you trapped me in a cup

Then you went and left me to plea 

When you let me go I started to flea 

But I turned back around and decided to catch-up 

Then you went and left me to plea 

As we were talking I finally decided to open my eyes 

I never noticed till now that things never add up 

You had to go and break me 

I finally decided to break away and now I'm free

Now our the one who's corrupt 

Then you went and left me to plea 

You have finally let me be 

Never again will I turn around and catch up 

You had to go and break me 

Then you went and left me to plea 

A/N 

Not my favorite I just kinda wrote the first one there will be more I don't know if I'm gonna post them all now or do one a day. Who knows? I don't. F l