Pang Pang
The sound of my heart as jealousy twangs
But you wouldn’t notice, how could you guess?
As well as I hide the pain in my chest
I see you there, as she twirls her hair
I say nothing even though it’s not fair
It’s not as if I can make it stop
Stuck in the middle where I only can watch
Bang bang
That’s the sound of the gun
You can dig me back up when this torment is done
I see you come then watch you go
Always wondering if you’ll know
But you never will I won’t get my chance
We’ll never get a start on this lost romance
VOCÊ ESTÁ LENDO
The sucky poems of an artist
PoesiaMy sucky... no i wont even call them attempts... My sucky poems... well in my opinion... other people like them... so if you wanna surprise me go right along and do it
