You'd have thought I
Was nice enough to
Have stayed.
But I'm not exactly
What you may call
"the nicest".
You'd think you knew
Me very well, but
You didn't.
How could I have
Let someone in and
Tell them?
Tell them every single
Thing that is wrong
With me.
I could never let
Anyone in and tell
Them everything.
That's why I'm not
Exactly thee nicest person
There is.
I guess since I
Have already left, you
Now see.
(February 19 2014) (c.i.)
YOU ARE READING
Poems Throughout the Year
PoetryThese poems are what goes through my mind at times. Many are sad, but that's just because I'm a sad person. It's starting with this year, 2014. (c.i.)
