I tried to be a changed man,
so I shaved the sides of my head,
but it quickly grew back out,
now I'm drowning in pointless doubt.
Could it be what you said,
cause it haunts me when I'm in bed.
Few words on repeat,
just seem stuck in my head.
I tried to be a changed man,
but habits don't die young,
running up on empty,
ever since I left me.
And my confidence is tanking,
I just need my better half,
but they're all getting busy
with things that never meant.
So how's the weather, lady?
and is your dog eating well?
Should I bother bout your family,
cause you seem so uninterested.
I'm a 24year old Philosophy professor from Macedonia that usually writes poetry and short stories that help me express my feelings towards people, events, life in general. Every person in the poems is a combination of traits from the people I know. Follow me on Blogarama
22 September, 2020
Riding a rickshaw through the uneven lines in my hair that I made when I tried cutting my hair
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