6-19-03
If I died tomorrow
Would you borrow
My feelings
That I don't have
And use them
And use me
And throw me away
Just like you always do
You always throw me away
And if I died today,
What would you say?
What would you say?
To make it all better?
You always say the things
You don't mean
You always play with me
Tag along a string
Such a pity such a nice girl
Catches you in whirl
Always she makes you wanna' hurl
What if she died today, what if I died today?
How would that make you feel?
How would you feel?
Or are feelings unreal
When it comes to your
Fucking façade
Somehow you think your God
But pretty pretty boy
Your not
What if I died today?
Actually tried today?
To tell you how I actually feel
Maybe you'd have to deal
With someone other than
Your pretty fucking self
Lets not put this on the shelf
IN the cobwebs of all our other
Conversations
I love the subject you chose for this. I feel like you would use your death to bring pain on someone else, I love that kind of last revenge. Thank you for reviewing my poetry! And yes, they are all about the same guy. ;)