Walkin down the street.
All sad and hurt
Wanna go away
Where I can't be burnt
I'm tired of the lies
All the unsaid goodbyes
I talk to him with tears in my eyes
I don't want to leave
But I feel so unseen
He was my friend he walked me through
I never thought he'd feel the same way too
Days go past and here I am
Wondering when I'll get to see him again
My dad shows up, tosses me aside
I feel so helpless and declined
I really wanted to see him, hear his voice
But that won't ever happen cause "it's not my choice"
I want to leave
But where will I go
Who will I be.
I return my hope back to when I was walking down the street
Catching myself staring at my feet
He made me feel better
He made me feel complete
But he's not here
No where to be found
Besides behind a messaged screen where I guess he's kinda bound
I miss him
I love him
But he'll never know
I guess that's just the start of the show.
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Spilled On The Empty Canvus
PoetryI should have seen it when it was right there. Right in front of me......
