we laid on the grass, looked at the stars,
the night was ours.
you whispered in my ear,
made me laugh to tears,
just because you said I'm pretty.
I know you don't mean it, not really.
you don't know me well enough to know,
trust me, if you knew you would go.
there are so many things I have to hide
to have someone to stay by my side.
no, I don't like living a lie,
but I'm really sick of the cry.
so don't say i'm pretty, cause I'm not.
wish I could change it, but I cannot.
I'd love to hear what you guys think about this poem:)
the night was ours.
you whispered in my ear,
made me laugh to tears,
just because you said I'm pretty.
I know you don't mean it, not really.
you don't know me well enough to know,
trust me, if you knew you would go.
there are so many things I have to hide
to have someone to stay by my side.
no, I don't like living a lie,
but I'm really sick of the cry.
so don't say i'm pretty, cause I'm not.
wish I could change it, but I cannot.
I'd love to hear what you guys think about this poem:)