fighting.
endless disputes.
everlasting arguments.
can't they see i'm only trying to
make it better?
pushing.
rough shoving.
violent prods.
all i ever do is propel people
in the other direction.
karma's a bitch.
so i guess i deserve
all
of
t h i s.
YOU ARE READING
you killed my flower
Poetryi hate the way your eyes can manipulate me. poems about his eyes and other things.
59. can't things go back to how they used to be?
fighting.
endless disputes.
everlasting arguments.
can't they see i'm only trying to
make it better?
pushing.
rough shoving.
violent prods.
all i ever do is propel people
in the other direction.
karma's a bitch.
so i guess i deserve
all
of
t h i s.