To Confused

i'm sick of your game,
i'm sick of watching you play me.
well guess what, i quit.
you cheater.


I'm fine really.
I mean all I feel is sadness inside,
but that doesn't matter. You wanna know why?
It's because I found out what a f*****g jerk you are,
and that you never really did love me. See?
I'm fine really.


I feel so stupid for believing you.
The funny thing is, that deep down inside,
I knew you were full of s**t,
I just didn't want to believe myself.
I just wanted a guy to actually love me for once,
one who would kiss me in the rain,
and hold me in my bed till he had to leave.
That's ok though, because,
I'm going to get over you sooner than you think.


i tell myself not to talk to you
i tell myself not to think about you
i tell myself that you don't want me
i tell myself that i don't care anymore
i tell myself that it will all be over
i tell myself that i will get over you
i tell myself that all i have to do is hold on
i tell myself that it's done


i know you don't care
i know you don't want me
but that doesn't me from
caring about and wanting you


i blame you for leading me on
for telling me you care for me
but then never talking to me
but i know that because you don't talk to me
that you don't care, so how can i blame you?


i honestly don't really care anymore
i honestly don't have feelings for you anymore
but honestly, there are some days when it all hits home.


if you wanted me, you would fight for me
if you wanted me, you would talk to me
if you wanted me, you would tell me how you feel
but you don't, because you don't do anything of that
so why am i still wanting you?


i don't love you anymore
so get out of my heart
i don't want you anymore
so get out of my head
i don't need you anymore
so get out of my life


i try to fool myself
i say 'i don't care'
but really, deep down
i still do, and hurts that you actually don't


i'm almost over you
i'm almost back to good
i'm almost positive you don't care
so tell me, so i can say
goodbye


i cut, i scream
i fall, i cry


so tell me
why didn't you just tell me?
why not talk to me?
because you've left me in this awkward body
wanting to break free

Reviews

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wow...someone pissed you off. I really felt the emotion in this poem; it sounds like you want to kill the guy. Good job conveying your pain.