I used to believe in loving
Someone forever.

Forever just seemed to end
Sooner than I expected.

You stared at me from across
The room and I met those
Petoskey stone eyes. You
Couldn't help that bit of drool
dripping from your open mouth.
I widened my eyes and scrunched
Up my face, but that just gave
you a goofy grin. The lady holding
You up turned to see what was
Making you smile so much. Babbling,
Like always, you sat back down to
Figure out what mischief to get yourself
Into next.

I tend to be overlooked, I think.
Mostly 'cause of what they assume.
That innocence comes with this
Young looking face.

They've no idea what secrets lie
Behind these lips and eyes.

If walls had mouths, mine would
Gasp, but hush, they mustn't tell.

I'll play my role of the sweet young
Thing, 'til someone dares look
Behind the mask.

And so I end Christmas in
Tears just hoping you feel
At least a little bit sorry for
The way you are. But then,
That's the problem; hope.
It's silly to have hope that
You act any different from
Usual. But still I hope for
Many things. Like that you
Read all the things I write,
For you are the fuel. I hope
That doesn't make you feel
Special though, it just means
You know how to break things.

For someone to truly change
One must believe there are
Things worth changing.
But if the opinion of oneself
Is so highly adored, against
all others, then I'm afraid
Change is the least possible
Of things to accomplish.
They will be doomed to a
Stagnant life, fully unaware
of what destruction they
Leave in their wake.

I’ve been resisting and holding
Back so many thoughts and actions.
More poison running through my
Very veins than I can handle.
**** you for causing all this
Hatred to build up in my heart.
**** you for so many things.
I don’t think I can forgive you,
But I’ll sure try to forget.

It's funny that the reason
You ended our future together
Was because for years you
Had not thought about what
You wanted, yet you've never
Thought about anyone else's
Needs in you're life. Bit of a
Bullet I've dodged there.