typical teenage infatuation which I mistook for love
swooning over her smile, falling for her looks and stuff
made myself act like a clown just to amuse her and make her smile
even if that meant taking cheap shots at my own friends tryna show off my weird style
in the end I only got what I truly deserved from the beginning
a loner's life whose frustration could only find a vent in the feelings
that I expressed unabashedly
despite overthinking about all those future prospects though I still went ahead hesitatingly
sometimes I felt I was telling the same fucking story in a thousand different ways that rhyme
until I found the courage to move on in life cuz being regretful for too long, that's a self inflicted crime
and writing those long paragraphs for her indifferent sight
could never have been a better choice than those poems that I managed to write
not for anyone but myself cuz even if I had managed to find some solace in our fake memories
that would have only acted as a temporary respite devoid of grace a
cuz ain't no enemies
can have half as detrimental effect on a man as his own tendencies !!










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