Those lies are gonna chase you,
Gonna put you down on the ground.
But when did I ?
When did I lie ?
Why do I deserve that name ?
It's true, I swear.
Or is it that bad ?
Am I that bad that can't even understand how much I hurt people that protect my back ?
It's true that I don't love people that love me, but love the ones who don't.
I keep hurting myself and people around.
Don't come after me,
Leave me alone.
I never wanted to hurt not even a single one.
But it seems like I did,
Now karma is making me pay for it.
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Hopeless wanderer
PoetryThey asked me : do you write poetry or poems ? I write what I feel, I don't know if that's a poetry or a poem, a quote or just a text. I write what I feel and never regret for expressing my feelings and my pain. I should be less sensitive and emo...
