Friday, 28 October 2016

seventeen.

I'm sorry
I'm sorry
what do you want me to do
I don't know how to fix everything

did you mean to do that?
words harm
words maim
words kill

no, it doesn't matter if I didn't mean to
I still did

and oh god I can't do this
I can't watch this anymore
I don't want to remember

back to square one, here we go
they were pretty flowers
and for a moment I was brighter
then it all came crashing down
for the hundreth time

and I can't
I can't
can't speak
because
you won't give me another chance

but for everyone else
they have plenty

and why do I care this much
when your sense of humour
is just like the rest of them
making jokes out of things that aren't funny
was this you all along?

somehow I'm the bad one
if I am
then what are they
what are you (good, of course, right?)

I don't know

it's obvious
you don't want me there
I'm sorry

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