Waste of Time�

time, anger

This anger I feel is written all over my face,
For when I look at you, you remind me you’re a waste.
A waste of my time that I chose to share,
But deep in my mind I know I shouldn't care.
But I sit here and wonder what to do,
If in the end it will be you that I choose.
All the questions in mind,
I hope to be answered with time.
Cause right now you make me mad,
I wish for better days where I’m not sad.
But the truth is those days are gone,
They left a few years ago with the burning sun.
So how can I tell you that this feeling is still there?
When you get me so angry that I want to pull out my hair.
I want to scream 'what’s wrong with you'?
If you are even aware of the actions you do.
But something tells me it would be a waste of time,
And the time that is wasted is all of mine.

Reviews

[THE LOST ROSE]

There is someone in my life that I need to say this too but could not find the words. You did. Amazing write! Time to kick someone to the curb! I am looking to reading more.