Liars are the worst type of people.
I'm not talking about those that tell little fibs like,
"I'm fine."
Or
"It's okay."
Or even the occasional,
"It's nothing."
I'm referring to those that refuse to answer questions.
Look me in the ******* eye when you speak; when you steal a piece of me.
Stop moving your ******* hands like you're getting ready to swing.
Keep your ******* legs still, quit shaking; you're doing enough as it is.
I need your honesty.
How can I progress when your words halt my path?
How can I progress when I'm blind to the correct path?
You want so much of me but can't answer my ******* questions with truth.
I don't need your pity, I need you to point me in the right directon.

She left and I'm okay.

because when she was young,

people would ask her

"what superpower,

do you wish for?"

so without any hesitation

she replied "invisibility."

and then,

and then she grew up realising

it came true.

don't forget that you'll never truly belong to me,
just like how the shore never truly belong to the ocean.

no matter how many times they collide,

they're destined to be apart.

I don't regret writing poems for you.
The ink I laid to paper couldn't paint my feelings but I tried.
I tried so hard to make you hear me.
I tried so hard to shout into the void and I tried even harder to hear you.
But sometimes things just aren't meant to be.
Sometimes the ink runs.
But it happened for a reason and for that,
I don't regret falling in love with you.

I
Hope
You
Choke
On
Every
Lie
You
Ever
Told
Me

I don't have to love you,
give my heart to you;
live or die for you.

I don't have to feel for you,
take care of you,
be your mother for you.

I don't have to be a "lady" for you;
wash my hair for you,
dress up nice for you.

I don't have to be anything I'm not for you;
be an illusion for you,
fulfill any fantasies for you.

Who the **** said I have to?