Written in a fit of rage. Details around this moment of rage should be obvious even to the dimmest of people. ;)
You take what I give,
without second thought.
Take it for granted,
never showing appreciation.
Just grab it all,
knowing my poverty.
Never giving a damn,
never caring at all.
Ever since I knew you
I've loved you.
Without mental reservation,
I give.
***********
When you give,
always the thought;
always the doubt.
When will you want it back?
All you've ever given me,
second thoughts and ulterior motives.
It hurts.
Never knowing is pain.
When will you try to give,
unconditionally.
When will you learn,
not to always expect favours returned.
Egotist...
Poetry by Sylvian
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Written on 2006-01-16 at 02:08
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Egotist
EgotistYou take what I give,
without second thought.
Take it for granted,
never showing appreciation.
Just grab it all,
knowing my poverty.
Never giving a damn,
never caring at all.
Ever since I knew you
I've loved you.
Without mental reservation,
I give.
***********
When you give,
always the thought;
always the doubt.
When will you want it back?
All you've ever given me,
second thoughts and ulterior motives.
It hurts.
Never knowing is pain.
When will you try to give,
unconditionally.
When will you learn,
not to always expect favours returned.
Egotist...
Poetry by Sylvian
Read 877 times
Written on 2006-01-16 at 02:08
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