Author Information
My Vent
Why do I do this?
I try to find an escape.
I try to vent.
But when I do,
somehow you pop into
my mind.
Maybe it's because you've
been there.
Maybe not in the way
I wanted you.
But still there you are.
I've given you every
reason to run,
but for some reason you stayed,
You know my deepest secrets,
by past,
my history,
my every thought.
I can't share it with
anyone else.
Just you.
You are my vent.
