Won't be the Same

A Poem by Scent

Nothing more

Woah woah
I went from running through your mind to feeling I need a wheelchair,
Might as well write a eulogy say my feelings got killed here,
I look up in my soul to see if feelings is still there,
I push you to argue just to see if you still care,
I play games daily cause I need clarity,
I kinda miss those nights you used to tell me you cherish me,
said that you will carry until the moment I got bigger,
why u always sad when your smiles are getting bigger,
I might give her what she ask for,
You put your self first that really never lasted tho,
I had to swerve on people I was willing to crash for,
Its like a sad song but I ain't really sad tho.
Woah woah