introspectivity. a poetry collection

𝐬𝐨 𝐬𝐢𝐜𝐤 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮

you were there, here for me

touched my hair, like a dream

but you're gone, like you came

I'm a pawn, like a game

watched me suffer endless nights

shed some light on tears I dried

heard me singing songs I write

all about how much you lied

I'm sick of these love songs

don't know what to do

so sick of these love songs

just cry over you

didn't care, caused me pain

put some toxins in my brain

wound me once, feelings drain

nothing matters when you're chained

I'm sick of these love songs

I know what to do

so sick of these love songs

just get rid of you

I'm so sick of you.