Running out

by CHRISTINE   Oct 13, 2005


So i pretty much enjoy seeing you.
i like you holding me...
i like spending time with you.
especially on that particular day
when it was only you and me.
but most of the time, they\'re around.
and most of the time
your not you.

you like your beer a bit too much
and smoking weed is too big of a priority.
im not your mom.
im not gonna tell you what to do.
you should know.
itd make me a hypocrite anyway.
i gotta stay sober in order to show
you what i want you to do.
id rather stay sober
instead
i just sit there and pretend
like it doesnt bother me even though
you clearly know it does.
and you say your sorry as you hold your
beer in one hand and a joint in the other.
as if that makes it better.
as if you really mean it.
i know your young
so ofcourse you mainly care about
yourself right now.
but your too old to look as dumb as you do
when you go out late at night
and do the shit you do.

thank you for always being honest with me
like you said...
but id rather you lie and tell me your not
doing anything tonight.
that you dont feel like drinking
and that your not gonna smoke today.
not because your broke
but because you dont want to.

it usually doesnt bother me.
but after seeing it so many times
it becomes a disappointment.
it bothers me the most when im not around.
i hate hugging you when we say goodbye and
always feeling the urge to tell you
please be careful.

theres so many good things about you.
but sometimes you make it really hard
to see them.
ive already told you various times...
im not someone who will be spending
all of her time with someone doing all the shit
you do as much as you do it.
and as hard as it is to say...
your time with me is quickly running out.

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