Admit It

Admit It

A Poem by Becca

Do I bore you?
Come on, admit it.
Do I bore you?
It's obviously true.
Why do you care?
That question is unclear.
Why do I care?
That has a million of answers.
Do I bore you?
Come on, admit it.
Do I bore you?
Is that why things changed?
Come on, admit it.
I'm not as fun as you thought.
Come on, admit it.
I'm just a quick past time.
Why does it hurt?
I do not know.
Why does everything seem unreal?
Because I'm chasing a dream.
Come on, admit it.
I'm no longer fun to be around

© 2014 Becca


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Added on May 18, 2014
Last Updated on June 20, 2014

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Becca
Becca

Rochester, NY



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