I was pulled in,
like a yoyo on a string
bringing in a sin
The sin was yours not mine,
you needed me
me who made you fine
But that wasn't mine to bear
you had her
her whose heart you tear
You fare well, more than I did
hid my heart from you
it was a toy to you. Kid
What a kid you were
trying to steal mine when you had hers
for you it still murmurs...
But you threw it away
like a toy you wanted a new one
so you played with mine a ton
and found an entirely new one.
YOU ARE READING
Emotional Tirades
Non-FictionNot a story! It's a rant! Just an abstract from someone's life... mine, maybe my friends... who knows? It's a mixture of short stories/poetry. There won't be regular uploads, but just ways to rant for me. read if youwish! :D
