Adele

At the end of the day 

it wasn't just another date.

She was so perfect

but I'll never be her mate. 

Keep searching for my destiny 

only to find my fate. 

So I guess I'll keep moving

because I don't know how to wait. 

 

 

I used to think I was special

I used to be someone nice.

You're not much of a gamble

but I'm still holding the dice. 

I'm starting to go broke

from always paying the price.

So I guess I'll keep drinking 

cause you're not my only vice. 

 

 

I remember when were kids

back before all the dope. 

You wanted to get married

but I pushed up to elope.

I try to wash off these sins

but there's never enough soap.

So I guess I'll keep dying

because there never was any hope. 

Reviews

[Mia]

Such a beautiful poem. Beautiful and sad, extremely sad! I love it!