He loves me notA Poem by S.J.MooreIt was a fun little thing I tried in the early hours of the morning... bare with me.Because of this I can no longer sleep. Everybody knows what I try so hard to hide. Nobody can really understand the depth of this wound. Just like you no longer know or care to know, About this poor scared little girl. Maybe I cross your mind every once in a while, if at all. In this lifetime I only hope you could call me your first love. No one could ever take that away. Love was something you lacked in this equation. Or was it just a lack of love for me? Velumpous and brainy just wasn't enough. Even loving you and caring didn't matter to you. So this is when I really know it is her and not me that you want. Loving is what I hope she is to you. You always were to stupid to know what was good for you. No one could deny that she has a pretty face with a ugly attitude. Every word was a lie directed to me and my insecurities. Time keeps my wounds this deep. Tormenting my already fragile soul. Every moment turned out to be fake, just your cruel little joke at my expense. © 2008 S.J.Moore |
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Added on June 13, 2008 AuthorS.J.MooreLos Angeles, CAAboutI am a young girl who has been on a roller-coaster ride, This year has brought me more heartache that I can think of, It has brought me the kind of love that people dream about, It has brought me t.. more..Writing
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