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You and me both know that we
Can not stand each other.
Every day and every night
I sit in my room and cry.
To you, for you;
I wish you’d shut up.
Quit complaining of meaningless things.
When I hear your voice
My blood boils,
My heart trembles,
I feel the need to scream.
But, oh, the words will not come out
I can’t seem to yell at you.
Because every day and every night
When I’m sitting alone and sad
I think of you and all of your pranks
I think you might not be so bad.
But your jokes amuse me
And your words make me mad.
Your face stirs up bad feelings
And your laughing I just can’t stand!
So why do you listen to me?
Why do you stay
So near to me
So far away…
I tried to yell at you,
I tried to scream,
But all that came out
Was a meaningless thing.
You rolled your eyes and laughed
Do you really think it’s funny?
Because it’s making me mad.
You won’t be laughing in a second,
When I come over and cut off your hands.
- by SolsticeXII |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 11/07/2009 |
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- Title: Childish Fighting
- Artist: SolsticeXII
- Description: I miss being a violent little girl! Blegh... now I'm boring. Anyways... my lit. teacher said we might be able to write a poem for extra credit so I guess I'm just planning ahead... XD
- Date: 11/07/2009
- Tags: childish fighting immaturity confused
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Comments (1 Comments)
- wildflower2828 - 11/08/2009
- I know what you mean. I remember the times where I could yell at my older sister. This reminds me of the old relationship my sister and I had. But it has changed......somewhat. She is kinder but still mean.
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