Tried 3 Poem by Mythically Loved

To much tryin.
To much tryin.
To much playin.
To much sayin,
There won't be a goodbye.

You don't see why,
But I'm sick of it now.
All you do is lie.
I'm not sure how,
But I'm sayin goodbye.

Thought you were true.
Don't know what to do.
Sitting in my room,
Feeling like a fool.
Trying not to say goodbye.

You on my mind,
Not sure what to find.
Good or bad,
You make me sad.
Truth be told,
Your like my dad.

You don't know when to quit.
Saying those things,
Then having a fit.
When you see what tomorrow brings.
And all you have to be good at,
Is playing with goodbyes.

Written on 7/2/09