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Apr 2016
I get tired of things.
I use them as much as possible
Until I don't like them anymore.

Whenever I have a favorite song
I listen to it over and over and over
Until I'm completely sick of it.
And I don't like it anymore.
In fact
I hate it.

And sometimes I eat so much of something
That I don't want it again
At least not any time soon.

I've done three years of debate
And loved every minute of it.
But to be honest
I'm kind of over it.

And I've liked a lot of guys in my lifetime
Once I get them
If I do
I'm over it.
I'm over them.

But sometimes I hear my old favorite song on the radio.
Or I taste that food I gorged on.
Or I have to watch someone debate, instead of debating myself.
Or I hear the guy's name.

And I love it all over again.
But people aren't food or songs or hobbies.
Rosie
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