I'm not up for this

Vishakha

Lying like a guest on the top of my head

I am glad that you did not bring up the rest

As for that you are enough to take over my mind

I didn't sign up for this, and if I did, go ahead and call me blind

Oh, believe me, that's so not kind of you

I loved my being, but you're all brand new

In my search for the pavement, you are an upcoming turnover

I was high on speed, exhilarated, but now I want it slower

Just turn your back on me and don't be back

You live everywhere rent free, it won't cut you some slack

  • Author: Vishakha (Offline Offline)
  • Published: September 29th, 2024 05:38
  • Comment from author about the poem: It's not you, it's your rent free living enemy.
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