I am so sick of being naive.
I am so sick of believing in people,
because the person I think they are
never actually ends up being who they really are.
You are like a whopper.
Yes, I did just compare you to a whopper.
You look sweet and inviting on the outside,
but the inside is dry and bland.
Now, I'm not saying I don't like whoppers,
I think they're quite delicious,
and I guess that's why I like you,
or I just hoped you were the man I thought.
But that outside was so nice and friendly to me,
and you could brighten up my day.
Today is when I saw the inside,
and I've never felt more low.
I just wanted to see you once more.
I wanted to do our handshake,
to hear your laugh once more.
I wanted you to make my life better once more.
But what did you do?
You never stopped by like you promised.
You never came to say goodbye to me.
You just left.
I am so sick of believing in people that let me down.
I am so sick of wishing you were the person I thought.
I need to realize the truth once and for all.
Even if it hurts more than anything to admit.
You were like my best friend.
Why couldn't you be there once more?
Why couldn't you let my delusions continue
to see you as the great man I thought?
Why couldn't you say goodbye,
so I would still believe in you?
So I would have never seen the truth,
you never really cared, did you?
A/N: This one is kind of personal. I really hope it's alright, I never write a poem that doesn't rhyme so I don't know.
P.R.
