You said you wanted to change the past you miss the long days well you never once asked was it hard for me you never once thought maybe you where hurting me so don’t get mad at me when I walk away when I make my own name take my own future build a new life.
Don’t get mad
More by Amelia_v
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poem turned rant
I had an idea
I wanted to spill all my anger into the page
so why is it always so hard to write
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Would I be happier than this?
I stay up late finishing work that would be better done in the morning.
Sitting at my desk,
the moon makes its way through the sky,
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