I write poems and story's that highlight different parts of society
You called tracked me. You didn't want me to go. You knew what I was going to do. You were always too smart for your own good once you found out where I was you Ran up the stairs.
By Alexyia Taylor6 years ago in Poets
Regret I am sorry I should say I am sorry For lying about loving you I am sorry For not feeling anything you did I am sorry
Secrets are always meant to be told That's what I have known since I was barely five-years-old So when I grew up and held it inside