Hurtful
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It all began when I started to like boys.
But little did I know, those were all decoys.
They told me sweet nothings as if I was one of their toys.
i remember it all: the time you laughed and ran after the ice cream truck for me because i left my shoes inside and locked us out of the house…the time we sat in the
Who do you pray for at night before you go to sleep?
What do you feel when you see the homeless on the street?
How can you walk with your head held so high
when an innocent mother never got to tell her child goodbye.
How dare you?
You disgraced what we had
All because you got mad
How could you?
Even though we broke up
You had still said it was love
And because I don’t agree
You try to hurt me
Who are you?
Lost within, I still stand, reminscene the times I thought of you as a friend.
Closer than a brother, My ache for you was dear, my lover
As I close my eyes I seem to realize, what you really were
A monster in desguise.
I'm lying here on the floor crying, dying inside. Nothing left of me just some shattered memories.
Sometimes being quiet is the best way to learn.
Like its always been said open your ears close your mouth, open your eyes and see what others cant.
