You told her you loved her
Yet couldn't keep your eyes off me
I lay in bed sound asleep, and you were wide awake
And you couldn't keep your hands off me
I was called a drama queen, a moron and a tweaker, but the worst I've been called is an attention seeker.
I remember the day when they told me no more could be done
I couldnt help but feel numb to the bone.
I cried and cried
But you don't care
Nothings wrong, you're a softy, you're a kind warm bear
Even though others still say differently.
Its three years later, and I'm still scared
To open up, to dream a dream
I wake up in a cold sweat
And scream.
~what you did to me
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Dream A Dream
PoetryEveryone goes through things, and I've been through a lot Everyone has a story, and mine is all in this book I hope you enjoy 🖤