Is this what the world is about
People say I have a gift
Is it a gift or a curse
I guess it’s how you use it
I use it as nether I use it as an evil
“ya of course I love you huney”
Of course I don’t I just met you
This is what I do
This is why I’m an asshole
And that is why I realize it
But I can’t stop
Why can’t I stop
Is it the fun in the game
To try to play every girl you can
Yes
But that isn’t me
So why do I do this
Why do I hate myself
Will someone tell me
Will something happen
Today will it be different
Will I stop
No
I will never stop
This is how I will live my life if I live it at all
Manipulation is my bong and girls are my weed
I think ur honest, too
Some people are not as in touch with their feelings as you are, and all of the poets on this site. Just keep reaching into, well where ever u get ur ideas from, and keep gracing us with your poetry.
Right now I'm having amnesia and deja vu at the same time. I think I've forgotten this before. - Steven Wright
People like you are the reason people like me exsist. Out of a song of the same title by a band called 'Say Anything'
i just feel what i say and
i just feel what i say and say what i feel
thanks