Why do you come back,
When I don't want you.
Why do you claim to love,
When I know it’s not true.
Why do you stand on the sideline,
When the stars don’t shine.
Why do you try and fight,
When the bar's too high.
Why do you give this a name,
When it's really just shame.
Why do you ruin me,
When I try to be free.
Why do you exist,
When it's hard for me to resist.
Why?
I don't want you,
Right?
Comments (4)
Damn so hard situation :raised_hands: is really good :fire:
Thank you, it means a lot! :hibiscus: :sparkles:
Reply to: :watermelon: 𝓬.𝓴𝓲𝓿𝓮 :watermelon:
As I said before you're good writer same with poetry
Reply to: Viento Distante
Sometimes, I doubt my abilities and it’s good to heard, that’s not all bad. Thank you.🤍 :hibiscus: