I am so sick of you.
You talk the way I asked you to,
But you talk to someone else.
You laugh and cry,
But you're not doing it with me.
You asked me my thoughts,
But how am I going to tell you the truth
When you don't even listen anyway?
Listen to me now.
I just want to let you know that I love you.
YOU ARE READING
The Beginning To The End
PoésieI've never been a poet, that much is certain, but I can tell you that it does get written. A lot. These are the collections of my poetry I've written, and some of them hit hard for me.
