This twisted conversation you turned my words on me
If I didn't have these feelings I could be free
Still dreaming of you and what more I could prove
You kicked me down when you shout
Don't remember what it was about
Bitterness
Now you still want to kiss
Bitterness
Still thinking I am your PRINCE
If that was true I would have removed you from my list
This twisted conversation thinking of words that would defend
Got too much to give never telling me what I did
Try to make up for it I feel appreciation is overrated
You give me no doubt got to kick you out of my mental house
Should I change the locks or just tear it down the house
Bitterness
Got to stop making friends like this
Bitterness
Got to stop calling me for a flavor
I am not the flavor you savor
This twisted conversation has to stop
If this continues on I will never reach the top
Delete me from your phone I will be the same to mine
No more living in a lie
I am not your friend and your not mine
I have no more time
You defined the line between friends and relationship
We never had any of it
©Copyright Thomas Dooley 1968 - 2017
- Author: Thomas J. Dooley ( Offline)
- Published: May 8th, 2019 23:55
- Category: Reflection
- Views: 8
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