Maybe it's my fault
In what I expect
In thinking they'll change
Instead of more of the same
But I can't help to feel
That they should've learned
Maybe I'm not clear enough
Maybe they want me hurt
For every time my hopes are up
When I think they've come around
They show their other colors
Ones I've wanted to block
And my spirits crash to the ground
Thoughts swarm
Tears threaten to fall
And I find I just
Can't handle it all
Cuz' what if it's my fault
In wanting them to change
Shouldn't I respect their ways?
And another question
Nags my mind
Well, shouldn't they respect mine?
Now all I am is guilt ridden
For I decided not to speak
But honestly
Who respects the freak?
Until next time - ☔
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When Rain Falls
Poetry"When rains fall And shadows crawl That's the time I hear my call A random word Is all I heard Now I write With emotions stirred" That poem essentially describes how I write the poems in this book. All of the poems are mine. Also the poems get bet...
