You pretend to like me...
You say you care,
but those lies,
i couldn't be less aware,
I raised to your voice,
I fell to your touch,
I didn't do what you said!
At least,
Not much.
I wanted friends!
I wanted to be in your life!
but yours is pain,
And mine is strife.
Sticks and stones,
may break my bones,
But at least I'm not like you.
At least I'm not part of your "crew".
You make me belong,
You're right,
You're wrong,
Feb 9, 2018
Feb 9, 2018 at 8:28 PM UTC
You pretend to like me...
You say you care,
but those lies,
i couldn't be less aware,
I raised to your voice,
I fell to your touch,
I didn't do what you said!
At least,
Not much.
I wanted friends!
I wanted to be in your life!
but yours is pain,
And mine is strife.
Sticks and stones,
may break my bones,
But at least I'm not like you.
At least I'm not part of your "crew".
You make me belong,
You're right,
You're wrong,
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