A poem to describe some feelings.
I say I don’t care but do I really?
I still feel the pain ya feel me?
Life, stress, pain why wont you just kill me?
life is like poker, but i got a bad hand when I said deal me
I wish I could tell you but you’re blind and cant see this
But I know outta curiosity that you will read this
But it wont make a difference in actuality
And i don’t want any ones pity
no one understands me in this city
no one understand why i feel this sh***y
I feel sh***y but i keep going, I’m a soldier kinda like fifty
the wound has reopened feels like new
i feel it, like the first time you told me I couldn’t be with you
why can i understand that I was just a tool
only there for you to make a fool
I gave you everything treated you like a princess
I thought we were gonna hang out at all of the quinces
but i was wrong now i doubt everything she says
“forget her” my homie said, maybe i should do as he says
But i cant and that’s mainly for one reason
when I said love I meant it, you were just teasing
now I’m the one alone at night
I cant even stand your sight
I wish to get high, fly as high as a kite
but i cant I’m tied down pretty tight
i cant even fly on an airplane flight
And its all my fault lil girl
because i made you my world
you took my feelings and mixed em and swirled
now my life’s all spun up and twirled
now i cant even make out up from down
dammit, how could i let myself be made such a clown?
all because you wore a little frown
And i thought that I could turn it around
I saw hope where there was none
you were my moon and I was your sun
Where did all this BS come from?
probably from the same place your feelings came from
and I don’t wanna be a jerk
but nothing else seems to work
So eff you and your new little b****
I’ll kill you both with a finger twitch
more like a twitch of my finger
then stroll to 7/11 and get myself a Zinger
Hey girl, you knew I was a G
But you said: Let it be
But you didn’t know that that was L.I.B
The that made me who I be
Get outta here I regret you
Get outta here Don’t even try and act blue
get outta here because you fake and see thru
get outta here your sadness ain’t true
get outta here why cant you catch a clue
get outta here I’m sick and tired of you
get outta here you make me sick like the flu
get outta here you got a cold Achoo!’
get outta here i wont even say Bless you
get outta here I have no reason to miss you!!!
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