Vented Emotions Poem by Mikey Estrada

Sitting in my room on this ordinary day, thinking wishing that this pain would all just go away.
Tears falling down my eyes, Thinking of you makes me cry, it seems like all you did was lie and now broken hearted makes it so hard to say goodbye.

What did do to deserve this from you? The color of my painting is a solid blue.it's hard for me to say what's next is true, I will prevaile from this miscue I presume to be you.

You scarred me but just like that tattoo, I'll always have you.

Considering you a regret is something I'd rather forget.

All of this happened because you were a player and I was the game. While your the blame I'm the one with a doused flame...