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I’m Always Thinking

I’m always thinking

Thinking about what comes next

Thinking about what I said

I’m always thinking

 

When he’s got his arms wrapped around me I’m thinking

I’m thinking about how naive I must be to actually think he likes me

I’m thinking about the blonde with short hair and how he loves her not me

I’m thinking about how he’s never made an effort to comfort me

I’m thinking about how there’s a pretty good chance he’s lying

 

When I’m in class with my pencil in one hand and despair in the other

I’m thinking about how I’m right handed so my pencil isn’t being put to much use

I’m thinking about how every second of my work matters

I’m thinking about getting on top

But as I’m thinking I waste away my hours

I waste it all

 

I’m thinking about how he agreed with the word love so fast

And what absolute bullshit this is

I’m thinking about how I’ve got mad jealousy issues

I’m thinking about how I still wanna kiss you

 

I’m thinking about how I don’t trust you at all

And these trust issues are making me disloyal

I’m confused as to what I want and when I want it

I’m just hoping I’ll find a way to fix it



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