I'm tired of being ignored
And left behind
Of saying I care
And being thrown to the side
Of giving my heart
And getting it broken
Of giving my attention
And having it shunned
I hate you
I love you
Such controversial terms
I suppose after
this neglect
The line between
Is blurred
I suppose I say
That I forgive you
Too much
And perhaps
You've taken it for granted
Perhaps if I leave
Then maybe you'll see
Or just move on
To all your
'other' options
YOU ARE READING
The Lonely Hour
PuisiNot everything rhymes Not everything has to Of all that is bright And what hides in darkness The loving The hiding The living The Binding It hurts us not To follow a purpose To quell our minds dullness And to find our own fullness. Of sentences Of...
