I want to tell you all my secrets,
what lays beneath these brown eyes
If I were to tell you,
for me you would despise
For I know things no person should know
For I do things that should lay buried beneath snow.
I hate having to look at you with such coldness,
because I know it will leave only bitterness.
When I speak to you about my feelings you push me away,
you don't know and realize you do,
but oh it hurts and I want you to hurt to.
My attitude reflexes only me
Shall I carry on an attitude, look, just let me be,
leave it alone let the matter be,
because the reason I have an attitude is because I'm tired of being me.
For when I speak to you
I want you to feel the coldness of my heart too.
You don't and may not realize that this poem is dedicated to you,
Really its only a stress reliever,
for the pain you should feel to I hate you so much,
why I don't know
Honestly my love, its maybe frustration and pain that is time for me to let go.
When you tell me to do something that seems like it is only in your interest,
you push me further away from doing it,
because its just seems pointless.
Just please leave me alone,
don't talk to me because honestly,
never again shall I speak.
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