Not Worth Your Time
Simple poetry about time.
I cried for you days and night
I am tired of waiting for your worthy time
I hid your lame excuses under my blankets tight
I looked beyond your excuses and flaws
I begged for us a second chance
To give us another shot because I believed in you days and night
You wouldn’t even fight for once because of your worthy time
You taught me a valuable lesson In this lifetime
To give myself all the love I was willing to give you all these time
To shine myself in this darkness world like how you did in my world
For now I know to respect myself enough to not beg anyone for their time
At least not in this lifetime…
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