only some ppl know what i mean n know how this is far...
and i hope this aint true!! and i am crying....
HOW COULD YOU
i waited on you all night...
still no word from you...
ez et true?
do you love me?
or am i your sex toy?
i try not to think of the pain i am in...
every time i think of you a cry...
i try to hold back the tears but they fall down my face like rain...
do u know wat u put me threw.. u put me threw pain...
you dont know that much bout loven me...
i guess i am just a friend...
wondering why...
and how....
this happend to me?
what did i do to get this mess i am in?
i cant do this any more...
every time i look at you pics i think...
i think of how u treated me, how you talked to me, n how u acted all those times...
i was fooled but the good looks n great talking...
trying to get over the fact you didn't tell me about her...
Love.
Brooke The Feard...
Poetry by Brooke Michelle
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Written on 2007-01-14 at 11:00
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