Treasure Island

Travis Johnson

(06 Sept 86 / Evansville, IN)

Alone


I jus wanna be alone
I don’t wanna feel no pain
I don’t want you callin my phone
Or tell me anything- anything
I jus want to be sad
That’s how I felt for days
And it seems like every time I see you
I’m trapped in a daze- in a daze
I don’t want you to remember me
And I won’t remember you
Neva again will you be here for me
After this we so not cool- so not cool
I’m callin you out
You know you did me wrong
What was that all about?
What was really goin on? - goin on?
Goodbye I’m gone
This is me turning my back
I laugh like it’s a joke
You will neva get me back- get me back
All I hear is echoes
Then I don’t hear a thang
Now I keep my head low
While this poem I sang- yeah I sang

Submitted: Saturday, October 17, 2009
Edited: Tuesday, July 05, 2011

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