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! f*cked up poetry | 04/02/2009 |
 this is fuKked
I'm tired of being the only one looking out the damn window.
I'm sick of being the only one who is there, and gets no fucking credit.
I'm pissed off that i let myself get taken advantage of, and laugh about it.
because inside,
im tearing myself into pieces that i'm not sure i can find again.
These promises were empty to begin with
and im so damn angry that i trust your fucking face
and every stupid promise
and faggot ass lie.
I'm upset that i can't get what i want most of the time
and im fucking mad that my heart still beats for the moments i spend with you
even if they are fucked up moments
they are still moments
and they will always be there
I make myself look into your eyes and
i make myself give you that next chance
to make shit better for the both of us.
I've done all i can.
I'm leaving the rest of this shit up to you.
and your miserable existance ...
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I'm sorry you feel this way, sweetie! But this a really good poem! You have talent! :] I hope things will get better for you soon!!