It's Not Worth It Poem by Marcquiese Burrell

It's Not Worth It



said you love me, what's that look in your eye?
All I seen was hate, you're a cold hearted lie
I seen right through your soul, you don't care
As the rage inside you would continue to flare
I made mistakes and this would be the biggest one
I admit I should have never done the things i did
hurt you so much that it's hard for you to forgive
many times, made promises to you that I'd try
and would turn around not wanting to see you cry
when we started out, it wasn't ever this difficult
I fell for you hard, I see now it was a little soon
because I had never noticed that we were not in tune
time foretold of what i hadn't knew
The relationship between us was only headed for doom
You were everything to me, not too long ago
Until I started looking for other things to do
I know of my mistakes but you never admitted to yours
Paid for mines but the bill continue buliding on yours
why you got to be like that? Don't want to keep talking of the same things
you call me names, I do the same and it's a sign the loves no longer there
it answers the question to what you asked me, 'tell me, do you still care? '
I don't want to hurt you or don't want to cause you any pain
you see, i am no longer happy with you, will never be again
I gave you all I had and now I want nothing to do with you
nothing can save us, we can't get back there, it won't do
if you ever wondered why
I would leave some nights
there's problems here in this home that will never be resolved
I wash my hands with it, because really, I don't want to be involved
Can't keep arguing over the same things and continue seeing nothing change
you call me out for my lack of emotion still I devoted myself
that's something you can't deny, when will you open your eyes?
I will never love you like i use to, not the way you once knew
in time we would have only grew, apart
in the back of my mind and in my heart
I could no longer sacrifice my happiness
the neither of us is making progress to see it work
this ship has sunken can't apply bandages to the wounds, it hurts
yeah, the damage has already been done
and you can't keep living in denial
you have gotten tired, you have gotten sick
can't see yourself no longer dealing with it
let's both move on, i'm looking for something new

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