You see right through me, don't you?
Is this why you decided to leave now?
You became the wind under my wings
But, I flew right into the storm, and you didn't stop me.
Was it my brain that mislead me,
Or was it because I lost my guide?
You see right through me, don't you?
You saw how I taught my self to be happy
You saw how I learnt to stay calm
Okay, maybe you didn't see it, you heard the stories from me, but you knew what broke me down and how I picked up the pieces to start anew.
You saw how badly I wanted you to do the same, to smile through it all
You also saw me losing it all, and you just stood and watched.
Oh, no, wait, You left.
You see right through me, don't you?
You knew me beyond my insensitive mask
You knew my walls of disdain were a mere act
You knew I felt every emotion, every song
You knew what I lost and what I long.
Oh! but here I am talking about the past.
You still see right through me
You know I'm falling right back to where I was,
You know I'm turning all colors into dark,
And you finally decide to leave?
After all this while?
Now, when I could finally accept that you see right through me?
You proved to be a mere spectator,
A nomad lurking in corners for inspiration.
You were here to watch the stories unfold,
And I mistook you to be the hands I hold,
You see right through me, don't you?
Oh! but you were just here to see.
YOU ARE READING
MIRAGE
PoetryA collection of poetry. It's all about giving words to your thoughts. Poetry is where heart finds solace.
