You remind me of a trumpet;
Loud, obnoxious, the problem to my experiment
Even George Washington wouldn't fight wars with you
Your roles make me go mad
Like a triangle's constant ringing in my head
"Get out of my hair!" shrills Donald Trump
As the war drums beacons in the distance
My observation seems nasty,
But its true.
This directrix that we are going though? It ain't working out.
Not even Harriet Tubman can guide my way out of your sight.
Our relationship is like a missing glucose in our photosynthesis;
You're killing the plant inside of us.
Can't you see our rose is dying?
It's falling into the devil's hands.
He manipulates and conjoins our relationship, not giving a care in the world.
I had a dream, just like Martin Luther King
But my dream is different.
You see, my dream is full of hope
Hopes for me to help you
Help you get out of this predicament
This natural selection is killing me
But instead, you pushed me away
You subtracted me out of your life
Its painful, it tears me apart
Even though I can lose track of my focus point and become an annoyance,
I would give up everything just to fix you
Your biodiversity is completely disarray
The cells in your body have lost its purpose
I'm cold and distant, but I can't stand seeing you like this
Please don't leave me so empty handed
My heart used to beat like a bongo when you were around
Now it's just the pitter patter of the cold, sad rain
Every time I hear your guitar, it no longer fills me with joy.
All I feel is disgust and sadness
I might ignore you and act rude, but secretly, this is all just a ruse.
Nov 22, 2017
Nov 22, 2017 at 10:59 AM UTC
You remind me of a trumpet;
Loud, obnoxious, the problem to my experiment
Even George Washington wouldn't fight wars with you
Your roles make me go mad
Like a triangle's constant ringing in my head
"Get out of my hair!" shrills Donald Trump
As the war drums beacons in the distance
My observation seems nasty,
But its true.
This directrix that we are going though? It ain't working out.
Not even Harriet Tubman can guide my way out of your sight.
Our relationship is like a missing glucose in our photosynthesis;
You're killing the plant inside of us.
Can't you see our rose is dying?
It's falling into the devil's hands.
He manipulates and conjoins our relationship, not giving a care in the world.
I had a dream, just like Martin Luther King
But my dream is different.
You see, my dream is full of hope
Hopes for me to help you
Help you get out of this predicament
This natural selection is killing me
But instead, you pushed me away
You subtracted me out of your life
Its painful, it tears me apart
Even though I can lose track of my focus point and become an annoyance,
I would give up everything just to fix you
Your biodiversity is completely disarray
The cells in your body have lost its purpose
I'm cold and distant, but I can't stand seeing you like this
Please don't leave me so empty handed
My heart used to beat like a bongo when you were around
Now it's just the pitter patter of the cold, sad rain
Every time I hear your guitar, it no longer fills me with joy.
All I feel is disgust and sadness
I might ignore you and act rude, but secretly, this is all just a ruse.
I bottle up a lot of my feelings, and it really isn't the best coping mechanism. But in English class a guy came in and gave us four columns with different items; one with instruments, one with math terms, one with scientific terms and one with famous people. Because I had such painful emotions about my ex, this was the result of it. oh and that's also why it sounds so odd compared to my last poem aha ^^;
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