I wrote this while I was in New York in May. This was directed towards someone specifically because they always pushed me away and always seemed to be mad when I talked to them.
When we talk you seem mad
But it isn't all that bad
Till you stalk away
Then I become afraid.
Because Idk if I can aid
When you hide yourself away
All seems pretty gray
I can never just say hi
Because then all seems to die
You just seem to shove me aside
Just because you want to hide
From the monsters you abide
You are worried but what about me
Why can't you see
How much it hurts to be
Left behind and never free
From my own demons
You feed them
Whenever you push away
All I can do is stay
And wonder what I did
I must be so dumb
I'm sorry for all I might have done
I don't know what from
But I do care
Even if you don't share.
