i don't know what to do,
i don't know how to feel,
cause i don't think these feelings can be real.
having a hard time to know the truth
cause sometimes the truth hurts
i can't afford to be hurt again
so show your true feelings just once again
Even though my poems are short
they come from a place called my heart
from time and time again i was told i was a good writer but for years nothing came to mind.
my feelings are mixed and time has passed
i wish i knew you more in the past
But for now this is the end,
nothing else comes to mind
except for The End
