Relax, don't think about the way I treat out
First weekend of the school year....yay, girl with no friends strikes again!
I wrote two poems last night, Two...each are about a different person I know...try to figure out which goes with which....
Please, don't spare me
I'd prefer to be used
I'll toy with you
I'm confident
enough to prove myself
I'll do what you tell me
I can become a chameleon
changing personalities
and morphing attitudes
I'll get mad at you
if the time is right
and if someone can guide
me to the right spot
I just might become a
person
I can lie to you
and myself
I can lie to the world
please find time for me
I'm just a helpless, mindless, spineless
girl
Hmmm....any ideas who that's about?
Next one....
I'm sorry to do this to you
but I'm sick of one sided
friendshios
who said this was easy?
who said this was right?
not you
not me
but it's bound to happen
sometime
you don't deserve this
but it can't be stopped
I'm not talking about
death as in dying
just death as in drifting
I'll come to the funeral
dressed in black
the color of my heart
I've waited for you
for far too long
the waiting is over
the line to you is too
long
and I guess I don't
make your cut
I'm tired of being option
not priority