There’s so many things you see in me that I don’t see in myself
I sit here and try to figure out why everything hasn’t gone left
You say im the reason you smile each day
And I think of reasons to leave you babe
I don’t believe you, not a word
Nothing lasts forever it’s just my turn
My turn to be yours just like the ones before
There’s only a matter of time before you walk out the door
And I wonder what the excuse will be
“I have a lot going on right now”, “or I have to work on me”
Either or, I will wait till we run out of time
Even though I know that you’ll eventually be my demise
About the Creator
Juwann Cook
I feel like poetry are the things that we want to say but society will look at us weird for the feelings that we have about something or someone, to make it easier for ourselves and others we just put it in writing.
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