I have a problem

I have problems which I hide effectively behind my smile and rude remarks.

I try to tell you but you say I'm making excuses

Fabricating "Nigerian movies"

I don't talk to you about everything and you complain

I mean why would you care to understand my truthful lies

My fabricated facts

I have a problem

I have problems and one of them is being addicted to you

But I guess you helped me solve that, didn't you?

I hated people who concluded without knowing what was true or false

But I didn't hate you for concluding about me

I loved you once and I'll love you forever

I pray you never see this

Because it wouldn't make a difference to you anyway.....

Thanks for not listening


© Leo_kitti