I say hi but you tell me bye.
All I wanted was to be accepted
However all you did was reject.
Now when I frown, you smile.
As if it's suppose to make me happy.
Which is does but I wouldn't show it.
When I attempt to stay alone
You keep pushing, invading my space.
What is with this reaction?
For when I cared, you didn't.
But as I let go, you came running.
In the end it was ours,
Our catastrophic cycle.
Where contradictions mesh with misconceptions.
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My Maze With Different Paths
Poetry"Not because the wind changes its course means that the tree must also follow." -Rozetta13 I can stray on my own path and learn vicariously and on my own. As my view is different so is yours, so walk a bit in my sight and explain what has come to mi...
