Why? - Poem by Shyanne Morreau
why are you wasting your time
wanting to be with me
you sit around on myspace
by the phone for my call around three
why do you spend your money
to take a bus ride to see me only two hours
why do you take 5 seconds out of your life
to pick me up a flower
why do you take five minutes
to write a poem about our love
why do you write things
like you know that i am the one
why do you think i am godsent
an angel with perfect wings
the matching halo is a mirage
and can you not see my fangs?
i am such a person you should hate
one you would despise
and why is it that you see perfection
written on my eyes?
is your love for me really enough
to keep you admiring me?
or is it just enough
that a mistake would set you free?
i want to be the one
who you are adicted to
and i want you to love me forever
because that is how i love you.
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