Over and over I tried. And over and over you just lied. Over and over desperately, I would scream as I’d cry. I would wonder and wonder how and why. Could you over and over look me dead in the eye? And word after word tell me hurtful lie after lie.
Over and over I would try and I try. And over and over you continued to tell story after story, lie after lie. I gave you chance after chance and try after try. In return I got excuse after excuse, justifications of why.
So Over and over I waved as I finally said goodbye. So shocked you begged and begged asking why oh why? As I walked further and further away, you cried harder and harder, promised you’d change and try.
Over and over I tried and I tried. I waited and I waited but you still lied and you lied. The justifications, excuses, the hurting and cries, there all in my past and my past is where they’ll hide.
'June 2009'
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I would like to translate this poem
Held my interest throughout well done over and over great ingredience for a poem