two sides
i wish to be as pretty
as her
or half as loved
maybe they'd all notice me
when i replicated her
would someone,then, help me
out of the wrecks of a life i've
lost control over
she has it all
a life so perfect that it leaves
everyone awed
had it been in my grasp,
i'd let go and reveal the facade
i've lived to convince them all
of a life i could only wish to have
the spotlight remains on me and
i wish it wouldn't
hushed rumors about me circulate
do i have a say anymore? no
a/n : basically i suck at writing poems and this is the proof i choose to publish
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