Used Or Confused, Hoping for Direction By: Nicholas Ingram You appeared to be lost, Not a friend in the world, Your Hair seemed so nice and curled, But you are an imitation of a kind person, But the situations worsen, Cause you let other people, Think for you, Playing your games, Wish I would have knew, Why in the hell should I be blue??? I’m like screw you!!, Got nothing to lose, But I still don’t understand why?, You sit in silence, Not explaining yourself, I am so confused, I feel used, Like dirty, worn shoes, But….if this is what you choose, Then I’m not attempting to, Consume, My time, And my effort, On something that shows no appreaciation, For my thoughts and for my, Well being, I look ahead into the future, I see that bright light and, Shreds of hope ahead, Moving on with nothing to lost, With a strong sense of direction, Thanks to one special, unique, Person……….
Reason for writing:
a new friend played them selves....
Birth sign: Aries
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