The Lonely World
I hate being alone
I hate knowing you’re not alone
I hate being stuck with myself
I hate knowing you’re sticking to somebody else
I hate that feeling in me
I feel myself blush when you’re walking my way
But all of this hate
Comes from something so strange
I love you
I love seeing that smile on your face
I love when you give me that rush I can feel in my veins
And all my emotions go wild
I wish you could just stay for a while
And boy are you making this hard
For me in my lonely world
This poem is about:
Me