Ever Glance

Random poem, I forget the reason why I wrote it now..

If you knew what did I,

would I lie,

could I?

 

If you knew what was said,

before you went to bed,

would you lie?

would you lie?

could I?

Could I?

 

Your thoughts center around hate,

nothing can stop your evil thoughts,

your glares spreak through shaded trees,

even in the deepest wood.

 

your false everything blinds me so,

i cannot see the knife,

my back is full of them,

take a number.

 

you blame me for your losses,

and who am I to fake,

maybe it was,

maybe it was your ego.

 

your problems are so few,

dont blame me for them,

twas your fault,

that I am so screwed.

 

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Reviews

[Cynthia]

I like it! I love the repeating in certain places, it makes the mood of it doubtful, in a good way, and I don't why, same as you don't know why you write it, I love it.
Nice Job!