My Book Poem by Lala taylor

i write and write in my little book
hoping that you wont look.
am trying to fill the pages
but page after page all i write is about your rage

all i can do is watch and look
and fill my book
but now i belive what am ment to do
what am ment to be
i should write about me

no more rage no more living in a cage
i shall spread my wings and fly away
i shall live my way.

maybe i shall fall in love agin maybe i will kiss
but am hoping noone notices that its you i miss

i dont know why
i aint going to lie
i know i shouldnt feel the way i do
after all the fights and lies too
i can honestly say am still in love with you
i dont want you back.
am going to build my lack of self esteem

am going to take you out of my book
and you can look
you can see it all
maybe you will notice how you made me feel small.
i have so many pages yet to fill
maybe il learn a new skill.