You wanna love me,
But change me,
Bend me, Twist me, Edit me,
Screen through,
And find possibility
Of changes,
In every trait of me,
Even probabilities wouldn't agree.
But then you say you love me,
Are you crazy?
This is no love for me,
But love for your own self.
You want to change me,
For you.
Did you even ask me whether I want a change?
And now if you want an answer,
Still!
It is, "Are you crazy?
Don't you already get it?"
Well! If you don't,
Seriously, you need to change STUPID!!
YOU ARE READING
ACHES [Wattys Winner 2015]
PoetryAin't we drowning but still floating in our complexities of love and hatred, happiness and sorrow & life and the journey. Short stories and poetry about true living i.e living through an ache and coming out of it. Want to meet my words in versatile...