Dec 18

all about you

it took me some time to see through your false truth
you’re mad because you lost sleep
while i lost my fucking youth

you tied my hand behind my back with a paper thin lie
a false sense of security
that made me want to die

you took my breath away with a little false clause
made me truly believe 
that your actions were mirrors of my flaws

so here i am now sitting alone in my room
crying myself to sleep
because my poems are all about you