Gone head and do what cha gotta do.
I won't chase you.
Instead I'll sit here and turn my feet to glue.
I won't stop you
I won't call your name
All so it can be easier for you to walk away.
Dont you look back
Cause it'll make it harder for the both of us I can tell you that.
I'll pour myself a glass of whiskey while I choke back tears
Reminiscing on the time you spent with me.
Gone head and do what cha gotta do.
I won't chase you.
Instead I'll sit here and turn my feet to glue.
I won't stop you
I won't call your name
All so it can be easier for you to walk away.
In my bed. Just woke up to get ready for work.
Listening to my A/C
3:41 p.m.
5/27/19
YOU ARE READING
I Used To Write Poems Or Whatever
RandomHere's my old poems (a few) that I used to write. I have other's that I wrote in books that I unpublished or books that I never published. So uh... Yeah enjoy. I might turn this into a spam/rant book also.
