old, old poem...
I hate
I hate the world
I hate the grass and the flowers that grow
I hate the rocks and the noises
I hate the people that walk the land
but I cant hate you
your the worst of all
I can feel it inside
I want to hate you
but never can I say nor truly feel it
its almost as I love you...
could that be why I want to hate you
oy I feel it
my heart
it stops
something grabed it
I feel an invisable fist close the beating of my tender heart
but I know we'll drift apart
so I will keep these words a secrit..
old poem that was a follow up...
you told me you love me
and it slipt from me mouth
I told you I love you back
I couldnt believe it
where did it come from?
but you huged me
and you where happy
your still happy
you really love me....
I cry at home alone in my room
shocking these tears
they dont show the truth
I'm happy inside
but scared its a lie
but for now I'll believe
for this feeling is good
for once maybe forever
happy is this day
new poem... xp
I saw you today
it couldnt be more seen
you could have been shouting it aloud
you never loved me
but you did care
now I see the big difference
for I loved you
and you dont care
you left me there when I need you
you said it was over
almost as though you never cared
but that would be a lie
for at one point you did
thats all over now
you show me with your smile
you say hi and good bye
as I just wished to die
I looked at your back
as you walked away
I thought almost aloud
never again another day
never again will I believe that someone loves me
no one ever can
its pretend
no one can truly love me
I dont know why
they just dont love
they just care
and that doesnt last
it never does
that doesnt last
infact
it passes fast...
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