WhyMature

Just a lot of poems questioning things in my life - mainly asking people 'why'

[Edited Version]

Why are you doing this to me?
Why cause me so much agony?
I thought you said that you could cope
With how you feel: it gave me hope
That best of friends: we could still be
Why are you doing this to me?

I let you go, I let you free
So you could try to be happy
Why can't you do the same for me?
Why drag me into misery?
You're messing it all, can't you see?
Why are you doing this to me?

All this would happen; I just knew
The day you told me 'I love you'
I tried so hard to break away
But you entrapped me, made me stay
Why couldn't you just leave me be?
Why are you doing this to me?

The love could never be returned
Once it was OK, now you're burned
You're twisting it and blaming me
Unlike you, I always see
And it's making me unhappy
Why are you doing this to me?

You make it out we had a fling,
Then I broke you, claimed you're nothing
Now I'm crying, it isn't true
You knew I could never love you
You said 'That's OK, my bestie.'
Why are you doing this to me?

I realise you were lying
So now I write as I'm crying
You've stabbed me and now I'm dying
I had it all and was flying
You pulled me to reality
Why are you doing this to me?

Why are you messing with my head
When I see you I'm filled with dread
If you can swear that you love me
Then why not let me be happy?
You make my life a misery
Why are you doing this to me?

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