all my poems come from keep within my heart |
It was in the second grade
she saw you sitting there...
Silly little girl,
With hopes so high...
My dearest Chad,
This poem is not for you...
Butterflies pervade my stomach
tickling my flesh...
My love for you remains a secret
a secret I am forbidden to share...
Hello my lovely heart,
For I know you are not okay...
Hey there, you
you silly little boy...
Welcome to the masquerade
Be prepared for utter lies...
Honesty is an excuse to be cruel. Maybe it's just me, but I'd rather be lied to & be happy than know the cold hearted truth that I could have gone on in my life without knowing. |
Karma bites. I bite even harder. |
The truth is, you never had me at hello, nor did you have me at goodbye. In fact, I don't know if you ever had me at all. All I know is that right now, I'm over you, and it's about time you get over yourself too. |