3AM yet still awake
Viewing peeps who bake
Overthinkin', my heart ache
It hurts, every breath I take
Obviously, I am troubling
Stupid heart always beats for you
I can't even stop sobbing
Torn, bruised, and blue
Still picturing what you've done
You didn't even think of me, damn
"Action is far superior to words", they say
Not for me, need them both to stay
You kept wishing me to trust you
Kept telling me that I'm full of doubt
All the trust you want me show you
What is that all about? Clout.
YOU ARE READING
From ME to YOU (A COMPILATION OF POEM)
PoetryThere is a woman who means a lot to me. If you're reading this, this is from me to you. It's all about you.
