I feel pushed out
Like you don't want me
I'm just there In your presence
Did I tell you to much
Or are you hiding something from me
You say everything is fine
But I don't believe that
You can tell to others fine
But not me
Did I do something
I even ask others have they talk to you
You can talk to them fine
But not me
I'm not mad
Just hurt
YOU ARE READING
Dreadful Rose poetry
PoetryPoetry from a guy with many different emotions varies from dark, loving, sexual, and sappy. Also many thoughts that I turn into poetry for some reason.
