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Written by Denisha Foster, Form 4, Providence Girls' Catholic   

I heard alot of the rumors that were told,
Mysteries I didn't see the need to unfold,
Because he was everything to me,
The main character in my perfect, little fantasy.

I stupidly believed that we would actually last,
But now I see everything in the present eventually turns into the past.
We both saw our relationship in a different light,
When compared i guess his just wasn't as bright.

I was blinded so I didn't see,
That I didn't meant as much to him as he did to me.
I thought if he had all of me I wouldn't have to compete,
But I soon discovered I was wrong, I was just another treat.

When I was with him I felt so secure,
I guess that's what made me so gullible when he requested for more.
What I gave to him is his to keep,
On that lonely night in the back of his father's jeep.

It's been seven months now that I've been living with this disease,
All because of a stupid boy, I so badly wanted to please.
It's hard but I know i must find the strength to go on,
If not for me then for the innocent soul that hasn't been born.






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