Your smiles can't
hide the trauma
Stop creating
alternate realities
to remedy the pain
Sins don't often
stay in California
Once you saw a glance
of the american dream
You are in a race
forever chasing the dream
and it's going to drive
you so far in the insane asylum
where what you'll be hearing
is nothing but silence
I like you and everything
but you won't catch me around
when you go to turn your eyes
I'm not going be around
All good things are like stars
they began to fade
It is only in your heart that
emotions are made
Despite the circumstances,
I've shown you the softness that comforts
You can plan for perfect days
but bad weathers what you're under
Nine times out of ten,
you'll end up there again
Someone with no substance
has lust on the brain
and it's not well to wish
me unhappy, I will decline
Faint is the heart
that isn't as generous as mine
such land appears so lovely
but it'll never
last beyond the promise
of a life that is forever
Disregard the things you've said
Trying to fill my head
With sweet nothing's
it don't come with pure intentions
let's not forget to mention
He hurt you, You hurt him, He hurts you
the impression somebody new
Can heal the wounds to make it better
just doesn't seem to be so clever
mother didn't raise no fool
wishing all the less for you
what, huh, what?
"You know I want you"
You can want what you want
but i'm not up for offer
Everyone you've made a move on
were just a little easy
and what comes low is
always rated cheaply
And only a child will act out
seems desperation isn't enough
it's why you drove that route
Just know I think you're pathetic
possessive, insecure, very unstable
want more salt to the wound?
You've brought nothing to any table
where you've ever sat down
not sorry, you're wack son
can't be for real
I am not gonna apologize
It was always meant to make you cry
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
An insightful piece of poetry, well articulated and nicely penned with clarity of thought and mind. Thanks for sharing, Marcquiese.