I have about another hour of emotions
Running on sunshine, but under it a violent sundown
I'll play with you by putting bumps on my head
Never ever wish you knew about my dread
I don't really care, or I do?
Do I really care?
Do I really give a shit?
I'm as lazy as I'm confident
Now which one could you see as the lie?
My head is hurting, but it's just insomnia
Or at least that's what I write on the walls at night
Does she really care?
Does she give a shit?
Do either of us really care?
Watch out, I guess I'll be dead
Time to jump out the first story window
Broken ankle and disappointment
Whatever, try again next Tuesday
Well I guess I kind of care
She stated she never cared
What's worth giving a shit?
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- Author: The 2 A.M Writer ( Offline)
- Published: January 10th, 2017 15:35
- Comment from author about the poem: Kind of a free write, kind of just what's on my mind currently
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 26
Comments1
I am really liking this one writer...a lot ww
Thanks, glad you do!
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