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No. No. No.
The only thing
That I can think
When our hands touch
Or our lips meet.

No. No. No.
This is all wrong,
Not at all the way
It's supposed to be
Between you and me.

Am I ruined?
Am I broken?
What in the world is wrong with me?
If my mind is telling me no,
Then what part of me is telling me yes?
The same story,
The same lines,
The same actions,
The same crimes.

A different time,
A different place,
Yet always the same
Pretty little face.

I know your story,
I know your lines,
I know your actions
Will lead to crimes.
"You're now a *****,
Just only with your lips."
Thanks.
hm.
I find it
Unbearably tiring
To continue
Speaking to you.
Don't scream
Don't yell
Now shh,
Don't tell.
...
It's gone.
Wow.
Wrong place, wrong time.
Wrong decision, wrong crime.

I'm stupid.
I'm stupid.
I'm stupid.
Ruining my life like this now?
It's not something
That time can fix.
Silly girl,
Everyone knows
You just don't cross that line.
So what
If absolutely nothing
Turned out the way
We all thought it would?
oh no,
not again.
please don't let me go
down this same path again.

stop it,
don't do it.
you'll regret it.
but oh no, no i won't.

it's going to.
it's happening.
i've started this habit again.
but i know they won't care.

and even if they did,
they can't stop me.
I am so absolutely sick of
Every last one
Of your little tricks.

I am so absolutely done
With every word you say.
Your lies only make me want to run.

I am so absolutely through
With any friendship I've ever had with
You.
wrote this a while ago. didn't really know who i was writing about, but boy, do i know now.
gettin' bored
same old game
nothin' new
pretty plain.

thoughts come
thoughts go
i used to wonder
but now i know.

it's gettin' boring
it's gettin' old
it might be time
for me to go.
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