Lines

There has to be a perfect way
To say everything I need to say.
Whether it be good,
Or just misunderstood.
Nothing seems to come out right,
So it usually ends up in a fight.
Patience was never something that came easy,
And it's leaving me uneasy.
When is it time to leave?
They say there's no better time than the present.
I'll see you next June.
 

Reviews

[17thWhitePrince]

this poem was nice ... not bad at all ... I liked the fact that at the end she says "I'll see you next June" because from reading the poem we get the notion that she doesn't really wanna leave but that she must and yet, she still says "I'll see you next June" which fits perfectly with the rest of the poem that she is misunderstood and what-have-you ... you know