Annie Cordelia Adams

Rookie (14 August 1991 / Birmingham)

B/ The Song You Hate - Poem by Annie Cordelia Adams

i mean, how do i start writing a song about you
you're funny, you have a beautiful smile
i can't stop thinking about it
i love your laugh and your eyes and the way you don't care

about a thing
your clothes are a mess and your hair is unkempt
but i like it and i like who you are

the thing is, you don't notice
and the moment i realized i loved you,
you pushed me away almost like you knew
i didn't like that
it's just a crack in the break to come

you're crazy, you know it and so do i
and you lie every time you're high
you tell so many stories i could die laughing
but i pretend i believe you, because i want to believe you
it could have been easy and you could've done me right
but you have to make me hurt first, right?
make me hurt before i realize what isn't mine

the thing is, you don't know this
and the moment i realized you weren't mine
you became that much more to me
i didn't like that
i saw the way you watched her get high
i saw the way you watched me watch you
and i knew exactly what you were thinking
and i was embarassed and i hoped i didn't turn red
i went home and cried in my bed

she doesn't know anything about you
or i hope she doesn't
we could have really been something
but i didn't know what you were looking for
was it me? i wasn't sure.
i wasn't sure of anything

so i'll listen to that song you hate
and i'll let it sing me to sleep
and hope i forget about you
but you won't ever leave


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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, November 24, 2010



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