I don't want to be a part of your world.
Full of poseurs and flirts.
Relationships mean nothing. Thrown away at the slightest inconvenience.
Full of drama and backstabbing. It doesn't matter in the end.
And honestly I feel sorry for you. I don't envy the day you wake up to the real world.
Enjoy your life while you can. When you finally realize, please don't waste time on regret.
Move on and make the best out of this mess you call life.
Apr 29, 2014
Apr 29, 2014 at 11:41 PM UTC
I don't want to be a part of your world.
Full of poseurs and flirts.
Relationships mean nothing. Thrown away at the slightest inconvenience.
Full of drama and backstabbing. It doesn't matter in the end.
And honestly I feel sorry for you. I don't envy the day you wake up to the real world.
Enjoy your life while you can. When you finally realize, please don't waste time on regret.
Move on and make the best out of this mess you call life.
Reposting old poems. Written about 5 years ago
