I gave you all I had.
But still you sit here and make me mad.
But guess what?
You're not gonna make me sad any longer.
That was the past.
It's time to move on.
I'm gonna leave you here all alone.
To think about what you've lost.
Act more like a man.
Your a little too soft.
YOU ARE READING
Written by me, dedicated to you.
PoetryMy pen wrote the words I just couldn't seem to speak. I pressed my pen to the paper and out the ink began to leak. A bunch of secrets I could no longer keep. My poems are dedicated to you all, but written by me. M.B
