UnWanted You would sit and stroke my hair You'd tell me you'd be there Where did that passion go Why don't you let it show
I begged you not to go And I wanted you to know That no matter what you say I'll be with you all the way
You screamed and pushed me down I cried and turned around You knew what you're denying So you went and left me crying
I spent the next few years alone Till that day you called my phone You said you want me back I told you I'd go pack
I arrived at you front steps You could tell we're both a nervous wreck I said I had something to tell you And said that you knew
You know that what you did to me was haunted And now you know, that I am UnWanted...
(hope you all enjoyed my lovely poem)
Flawless Disaster · Fri Jan 23, 2009 @ 03:49am · 1 Comments |