DisconnectedA Poem by EyeBrightYou lack of curtsy and compassion still surprises me.
Is it really too much to ask for you to spend time with me? Is it too much to ask for you to want to spend time with me? Do you realize how many times I've sat at home, alone? I've gone through the possible reasons many times in my head. The only conclusion that I've come up with; you don't like me. Everything just always seems to lead to that one reason. How can I become like-able, become someone that you would like? I don't think you realize just how much I try and impress you. You break my heart, every time that I see your back turned to me. There have been so many instances where I've felt like you've left me forever. Though, somehow my desperation to be with you, always manages to bring you back. Do I ask too much of you, is being my friend too much? Do you want me? Would you ever want me? © 2010 EyeBrightAuthor's Note
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1 Review Added on May 22, 2010 Last Updated on May 22, 2010 AuthorEyeBrightAKAboutDue to extenuating circumstances I've been forced to make a new account. I'll be posting some of my favorite pieces from that account on here, if you don't mind. If you recognize who I am, then plea.. more..Writing
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