Don't you realize by now you were my world but now I'm my own world
Don't question me hunny I know the truth
I asked for help and you directed me
I asked if it was okay and you told me yes
I stopped when you said stop
And I even talked about it
I let you tell your friends
When I was embarrassed
But then you changed your mind and everything wasn't fine
You slandered my name again
Told them what you thought
But I know. I did everything right. I asked if you were okay in the midst of it, I asked you to lead me in the beginning and I talked to you in the end.
Everything was fine
And I don't know this for a fact but I think your just looking for excuses to hate me. Maybe you're intimidated by me? I'll never know
Because talking isn't in your dictionary
YOU ARE READING
Poetry and Drabbles
PoetrySo when I'm depressed or having a block for my stories I write little poems or little tid bits of sentences that I find intriguing. A lot less cringy than my stories and probably better work so yeah, whack.
