Just TiredA Poem by Miss.SteenaNot wanting to be in this circle we all call life anymore. I'm too old for drama, yet surrounds me on a daily basis.
Still hurting from the past, I guess that's why they call it "falling" cause evertime I do I'm the one left in pain.
Tired of people's mind games, feels like my head's going to explode.
Too mature for liars, but I think I'm the biggest one at times.
I hate myself on a daily basis, but fooled you cause I act confident putting on that front.
Sometimes, I'm sick of people but i'm really loney and just want to "fit in."
I wish on stars, and dream my dreams, yet don't understand why I haven't found that one love-
The once in a lifetime, thinking about him when I wake up first thing, last thing on my mind when I fall asleep, getting butterflies whenever I see him, goosebumps when our lips meet, tingling and lightheaded when they call my name...
that one perfect person. I don't know...does that even exist?? © 2010 Miss.Steena |
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Added on December 3, 2009 Last Updated on April 10, 2010 AuthorMiss.SteenaSpartanburg, SCAboutHad a profile up on here before, however I lost my username and or password, and was never able to log back on, so I have moved my writings to this page, and added more. I am from South Carolina, been.. more..Writing
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