you may not be my cup of coffee
but i would like to wake up
to the sight of you
every
****
morning

you told me you didn't give a **** about anything
i thought it was ok, good enough that you let me (in)
you told me you were beginning to feel sad
i noticed and decided that's why you were acting so bad
you told me you loved me
i was left wondering why you shoved me
you told me i wasn't enough
i believed you and decided, i deserved to be treated so rough
you told me you didn't need me
at this point i was stuck on trying to read (you)
when you told me you didn't give a **** about anything
i should have listened

Your world is like a fairytale
It's filled in with beauty
Agressive ones that blaming you
But you're still hold your duty

Your life is very heavy
You're victim all the ways
But when the act is over
You're losing all your grace

They tells you you're a lier
Or clap their hands in sence
But you are not a person
When fairytale is ends

If I told anyone
That I was feeling down today
They would tell me to hush
And that it will be okay
The same thing that I used to say
When I didn't know that sadness
Didn't simply fade away

Somewhere out there
Or very close
There's someone somewhere
There has to be, I suppose
Who understands
Who really knows
How quickly sadness comes
And how slowly it goes

If they're reading this right now
I really wish that someway
That somehow
They'd stop
As the world continued around
To come and hold me
Without making a sound

Just to lie with me for a moment or two
So that I won't be alone
As this storm blows through
And I feel as if,
This is all they'd have to do
So tell me darling,
Is this person you?

I feel like people don't take my poetry seriously because of my age.
I'm tired of it.
That is all, Thanks for hearing me out

I saw the ***** in you
She walked out and said hello
She smacked me upside the head And almost ended me, like I was Macbeth or Cyrano

I saw the ***** in you
She looked me in the eyes
With a heart full of jealousy and lies
Took advantage of my emotions And left me drowning in a tear filled ocean

I saw the ***** in you, she was hard to find
The ***** that said I'm less of a man,
For breaking down to cry.

Just know when to hold on
when to quit,
and when to move on,
and you'll be fine.

If ever you need a shoulder to cry on,
I'm always here.
If ever you need someone to talk to,
I'm always here.
If ever you need to be proven how much you're loved,
I'm always here.
If ever you need to see a will to keep going,
I'm always here.