A Stereotypical Tale

I can’t figure out what it is about you
I know you’re just a boy and
I know I’m just a girl
I resent participating in this stereotype

I want to be with you, no I don’t.
I can’t, can I?
I shouldn’t
I can’t be with you or without you, can’t I?

I love you, I hate you
I hate how much I love you
I hate that I could never hate you
I think you’re destroying me

I want to kiss you
I want to kill you
I saw stars when you loved me
I saw black when you left me

I want to congratulate you; you play your game well
I think you’ve figured out how to keep me here
I want to smack you, can’t you see?
I’ll love you more than anyone else ever could

I’m usually so strong,
I’ve found that you are my self destruct button
I’m bracing myself for disaster
I think I’ll push it again





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