Poetry, huh?
This came about when I was looking through some old files and came across some poems from when I was still in high school. It's been a while since I've written some creative stuff, so why not take a stab at it? Although poetry isn't exactly my forte.
Here goes nothing.
WEARY
It's tiresome to always be upset about this
When all I want to do is get over it.
I shouldn't feel bad-- we strayed apart so easily,
And I stood quiet, not knowing what this change meant for me.
It's easier if we grow apart anyway,
It's hard for me to remember the good ol' days.
I'm sorry I couldn't face you with this truth,
But you're the last person I'd want to speak this to.
I'm looking for closure, looking for perspective
Where I won't have to rely on you so
Don't distress, I'm trying to let this go
I'll find a way to fight my woes away.