Category : Poems

Sub Category : N/A

I don't know what I'm doing,
going back and forth,
between being on my phone a bit,
to hoping I can stop feeling alone.

I don't know what I'm doing,
I'm not really focused on anything,
I do it but it seems meaningless,
what's the point in saying I love you back,
when I feel like they don't mean those words.

When they write it seems like they are the same as when I met them,
but when in person it's like their whole personality changed,
they seem more interested with the rectangular object in their hand,
than communication with me,
not like I bother trying anymore.

I try to keep quiet,
I try to not care,
I know we will just argue,
I don't want that to happen,
I keep quiet and hold everything in.

I wish I could go back,
to when we just met,
it seemed so much better then,
I was the shiny new toy,
but now I'm just the broken one that usually gets thrown away.

It seems it doesn't matter now,
who would care anyway,
what's the point in saying anything now,
I think I will just keep it and myself hidden.