Like many expressed adolescent feelings, this one is about a girl:
Unspoken words, left in my heart,
Shown how wrong I was from the start.
Bled me dry of my confidence and pride,
The very thing it took to show what's inside.
I couldn't read you,
So why was there hope?
You act like you know,
But leave me to cope.
How could I be wrong?
How could I be right?
A lesson now learnt,
Towards a prettier sight.
Now i've moved on,
With persistance you try,
As if to make yourself feel better.
Your actions, they lie.
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