Stupid…
Well, certain things shouldn’t bother me but I let them bother me and I end up getting my emotions jerked around. And you don’t seemed bothered by anything at all. I can only help but wonder of you feel the exact same way sometimes because it’s tearing me up inside. I force myself to shut it out and focus on other things, but it’s all I can think about. It hurts like nothing else, and I feel awful.
I bite my tongue because I don’t want wars to start. Even though there’s already an apocalypse happening inside of me, I shut up and keep things quiet. This leads to me ultimately feeling like shit. Let me put on a face and pretend everything’s just fine, even though really it’s the total opposite.
So I can help but wonder:
When it’s tearing me up inside, are you thinking the same thing?
When I am at my worst, are you still outside playing?
Are you even listening to what I’m saying?
You say I’m the one, but it’s me who you’re slaying.
Lights travel forever unless it hits something.
I feel like the stars have gone out and you’re just not caring.
I think of you all night until the birds sing,
And even then thoughts of you keep coming.
And I can’t help but wonder:
Do you feel the same way?
Do you think about me all day?
If you could, would you have it another way
And just keep quiet what you really want to say?
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