Cry

Sad poem about realizing someone you liked wasn't good for you, and about moving on.

Why'd you lie?
You made me cry.
I felt so depressed,
so I got no rest.
I tried to understand your side of the story,
but you just sat there, happily and fooled me.
I couldn't bear to remember rare emotions I felt around you,
that I couldn't feel no more.
Just waited to see if you would come back,
and have more in store.
You were immature, the way you behaved.
I spent all of my time walking on a sidewalk you paved.
I let you control my every feeling,
but recently I've experienced so much more than healing.
Our relationship was built upon so much feeling,
but never meaning.
You're the antagonist from every storyline,
defenitley not someone who I'll ever say was mine.