make-believe

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By voxbox vacancy

when i said i wanted something different this wasn't what i had in mind this whole world, this place - it isn't what i signed up for not even close now i'm wishing that i could rewind the clock back days hours minutes seconds but it's the moments that count most and i've used up all that i have left so much unhappiness too much loneliness i've been stood up and i've been shoved back down i've been betrayed i've been colored to fit design there's a code that i don't understand it's the making of this planet that surrounds me i don't speak the same language as all of these other people or maybe they don't speak mine i don't want to take any more time to find out the truth because your truth means nothing there's nothing to you i'm sick of being angry of being ignored i've had promises thrown at me there were strings attached i'm still waiting for so much that i'm never going to get my hands on these spiteful, bitter fingers would have only clung to tightly onto everything they've ever wanted the wind whispering through the trees the ripples in the water the sea-green of the foam that decorately the sand so elegantly the clouds that whisp and whirl and the puddles that shrink in the warm and gentle sunlight i've wanted it all and i won't live to see it not around people like you

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