poem


too much

sometimes i wasted myself too much
on the roads of the city or in words ,
i stirred myself too much at work ,
maybe i also dreamed too much
and waited for you too much ,
but what else could i do ?

when you wanted too much from me
you lost me ,
sometimes you overreacted too much ,
you exaggerated too much some of my mistakes ,
but what else could you do ?





Poetry by anton roxana
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Written on 2016-02-08 at 13:45

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Jamsbo Rockda The PoetBay support member heart!
Very well written.
2016-02-14