terms and conditionsA Poem by Joe Barone
and i wish that you could love me
and if you already do then i wish i could just feel that because i feel so alone and tired, hurt, played, destroyed by your everlasting presence. when i dress up in those fancy clothes and tie that tie tightly around my neck when i comb my hair back and shave everything off my face then you are happy, when we go out. i fancy dressing up now and again, but am truly only happy if i do so, on my own accord. it's as if my already existing presence isn't good enough and improvements to myself need to be made. when i talk, or dress, or act a certain way, i can see the look on your face and i can see how much you truly hate me in my natural form. and i'm not sure if i can live with that anymore or even if i'm ready to continue living these certain lies you wish me to hold, just for you
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3 Reviews Added on November 17, 2013 Last Updated on November 17, 2013 AuthorJoe Baronebrick, NJAboutjust an averag e20 year old, working, schooling, handling life. writing is a passion and a therapy for me. i love my friends, [most] of my family, life, and all the small things in between :) more..Writing
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