Take the gun from my hand,
Let the blood fall like grains of sand.
Give the role to someone else,
A one with sanity and selflessness.
Not everybody is going to be a hero,
I am the farthest thing from one,
thought i do know that i love you,
but i always make a mess of things.
Can we just start over and try to be happy?
Make it through this?
I am tired of acting like everything is okay,
because it is not.
I dont want to play these stupid little games.
I want you to be happy,
maybe you are better of without me.
Are you happy now?
YOU ARE READING
Life As Me </3
PoetryI create poems out of emotions and my poems express how i feel; they arent lies. I love writing.
