about T.H
It feels like we're just standing still.
Do you see it as a good or a bad thing?
I see it as a bad..
Cause I won't sit around and wait forever,
When I know that I'm even not in love.
I just like you a little,
And I want to see,
If it can ever work.
Yeah, it sounds like I'm just going to use you,
But that's not true.
Cause maybe I get more feelings about you,
As the time grow.
Eveyone say that I should love you.
Cause you are this perfect guy.
But, if they say so,
Why don't they love you them self?
Because they rather want you as a friend.
Bullshit, I think.
I think they're just telling me to love him,
Cause you love me.
But feelings ain't that easy to get and have.
They need to mean something to me.
I'm sick of people telling me what's right and wrong,
When I'm telling what I feel.
But you sit there and suport me,
Cause you feel sorry for me, or something.
I'm glad I know you,
I'm glad you're here for me.
But I'm sorry that I don't feel so strongly about you,
They way you feel about me.
I care about you.
Poetry by kittipuusen
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Written on 2006-09-05 at 07:42
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Feelings ain't that easy to get and have
It looks like we're getting nowhere.It feels like we're just standing still.
Do you see it as a good or a bad thing?
I see it as a bad..
Cause I won't sit around and wait forever,
When I know that I'm even not in love.
I just like you a little,
And I want to see,
If it can ever work.
Yeah, it sounds like I'm just going to use you,
But that's not true.
Cause maybe I get more feelings about you,
As the time grow.
Eveyone say that I should love you.
Cause you are this perfect guy.
But, if they say so,
Why don't they love you them self?
Because they rather want you as a friend.
Bullshit, I think.
I think they're just telling me to love him,
Cause you love me.
But feelings ain't that easy to get and have.
They need to mean something to me.
I'm sick of people telling me what's right and wrong,
When I'm telling what I feel.
But you sit there and suport me,
Cause you feel sorry for me, or something.
I'm glad I know you,
I'm glad you're here for me.
But I'm sorry that I don't feel so strongly about you,
They way you feel about me.
I care about you.
Poetry by kittipuusen
Read 467 times
Written on 2006-09-05 at 07:42
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