Is it mean, to laugh when you cry?
Is it mean, to forget if you die?
Because was it mean when you lied to me?
When you made a big disgrace of me
When you made a monster out of me
Made black the only color I could see
Made sorrow the only emotion I
Could be
Shot an arrow through my knee
Poured salt to make me scream
I am sorry if I am being mean
That is not for what I mean
I ask a question to be seen
The answer to witch I am keen
So fuck you my friend for what was
fuck you my sanity just because
fuck you my love you broke my heart
fuck you my brain for not seeing the art
I hope you are happy with your new boy
Oh what? He played you like a toy?
Please excuse me wile I smile
It might just last for a while
I have never played with you
Other than how you wanted to
I must admit I was upset
But one thing I did not get
I was happy for some reason
It was the changeling of the season
For my winter was actually a spring's day
Possibly warmer as if it was the end of May
For I was happier away from you
With the one girl I always knew
YOU ARE READING
The senior's notebook
RomantikThis is a few poems I wrote my senior year of high school. They all have to do with love. It starts with the pain of the loss of a girlfriend that broke up with me in the beginning of the year then moves on to my current girlfriend who has been a fr...
