Monday, April 5, 2010

A Pathetic Poetic

How do I choose,
Between right and wrong,
Either way I lose,
I was never that strong.

Just another guy,
So easily replaced,
Believing a lie,
Living in haste.

I can try and ignore,
Attempt to forget,
But it leaves my heart sore,
And full of regret.

I like her,
She says she likes me,
I let this occur,
I'm too blind to see.

I made my own Hell,
So fake and aesthetic,
I am depressed you can tell,
Just a pathetic poetic.

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