"seemer" poems
I know I strike in trouble
When one half of mine
Wanna stick with you
and one just ran away
I know I hate that part of mine
Which **** my supremacy
But still I did it again
And this time it's more humiliating
I know I love that ego type thing inside
Which keeps me up
But this time I wanna go low
And I hate the time now
I know I need an escape
Which makes me calm
But this time it seems self deception
And I hate this seemer sense
Aug 25, 2016
Aug 25, 2016 at 1:28 PM UTC