Your scared to act how you feel.
I've been ignoring you for days.
Messages pile up.
I don't know you feel in the lonely haze.
It's foggy and I'm confused.
The edge of the road is a cliff.
Skating on thin ice.
I little rock could sink the ship.
They think I like someone else.
He doesn't mean anything like they assume he does.
You'll either get caught or you'll trip.
My supposed allies question me until I don't know what to say.
I like the one you think.
Just not in that way.
I'm lonely and so is he...not the he you think.
Being at the top of your game means you've got to know how to fall.
Knowledge isn't a virtue it's required; don't have it? You'll sink.
I'm sick of not mentioning,
how I want to call.
I just want to say; out of everyone I miss...
I miss you most of all.
YOU ARE READING
The recollection of my misunderstood thoughts.
PoetryLife's a struggle and it's hard. There's nothing you can do. Just get trough it. I hate my life. There's nothing new. But when the sun is out and the sky is void of clouds you can't help but feel a smile is overdue
