Not really finish yet, at all. Just saving till I can write the rest
do you know how it hurts?
The words just had to be so strict?
I'm sorry.
I'd rather you forgot so I could ache on my own,
on my own. So much easier.
Still it would be nice to be not so alone,
but I don't know how it goes.
Is it how I act, that nobody can break though,
enter my world?
IS my walls too strong and tall,
grown more then I thought?
Or is it just my bad luck that nobody want's to?
Seems when they enter theres nothing ever good,
why do they allways leave?
I try to let you in, but the door's only half open,
and you can't get in. But I try.
All my fault.
Is it so hard to accepct me for me?
Am I just so wrong?
There's allways the same.
Allways the dream of someone as crazy as one self,
be crazy together,
allways needing something more,
to take care.
But they get enough. get tired.
They allways deserve more. I never reach up to their level.
At anything.
Never enough. Allways the same.
Allways me.
My repolsive way of being pushes you away,
just by trying to get closer.
Don't be like that again, you're the one who don't get it.
Don't be afraid. Don't go and think twice.
It never ends good. For me
You'll just be happy. On your own.
Couldn't we try to be happy together first?
Poetry by Polly
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Written on 2007-12-15 at 15:19
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Please...
Push me away and look at me that way,do you know how it hurts?
The words just had to be so strict?
I'm sorry.
I'd rather you forgot so I could ache on my own,
on my own. So much easier.
Still it would be nice to be not so alone,
but I don't know how it goes.
Is it how I act, that nobody can break though,
enter my world?
IS my walls too strong and tall,
grown more then I thought?
Or is it just my bad luck that nobody want's to?
Seems when they enter theres nothing ever good,
why do they allways leave?
I try to let you in, but the door's only half open,
and you can't get in. But I try.
All my fault.
Is it so hard to accepct me for me?
Am I just so wrong?
There's allways the same.
Allways the dream of someone as crazy as one self,
be crazy together,
allways needing something more,
to take care.
But they get enough. get tired.
They allways deserve more. I never reach up to their level.
At anything.
Never enough. Allways the same.
Allways me.
My repolsive way of being pushes you away,
just by trying to get closer.
Don't be like that again, you're the one who don't get it.
Don't be afraid. Don't go and think twice.
It never ends good. For me
You'll just be happy. On your own.
Couldn't we try to be happy together first?
Poetry by Polly
Read 785 times
Written on 2007-12-15 at 15:19
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