Okay, I give up!
I'll do what you want!
You don't listen to me
You do what you want with my life; I get it
I look around and see
Everyone else doing what they want
Getting what they want--
But my life is not mine, oh noo...
And it can never just be simple
Or easy... or happy
And I'm not allowed to
Just be let be
So you get what you want
And he gets his wish
And I just get to do what you let me do
The me that is me doesn't get to exist
And that's why you took him--
The one that allowed me
To be free, to love, to be happy, to live
The one who loved me
I can't fight it anymore
So that's it, then
You've won
I give.
A/N: Apparently, I am not going to get what I've worked for, but that's okay, because this is my life, and my life is never going to be happy, at least not for long. I get that now. The monsters under my bed are real. They're happy.
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All the Small Things
PoetryThis is where all my poems will live. This is where nightmares and dreams begin. Edit on January 10, 2014: 4 more poems to go, and then this book will be ended. Edit on February 21, 2014: The 50th poem is up. This book is complete.