Poetry & Self-Awareness

I don’t want to overstep

I don’t want to be here if I’m not wanted here…

Let me know, I could easily disappear

You keep toying with my mind

Tell me how you really feel…

Just for a slight second be real

You swore that you would love me

But moments with you and I never feel wanted

I want to sit on your lap, you’re too busy with your cigar

Your vibe was a vibe I once admired

I guess your feelings for me expired

Who knew…that there was limit to love me?

Who knew… that you once loved me so hard?

Now you want me away

And you can’t even be real about it