Forget You

I am so sick of it.

You and happiness.

Yeah, forget you.

I hide it all,

From everyone.

No one really knows

But those who choose to actually see.

So yeah, forget you.

You can live in happiness.

You can get out and make friends.

Forget you and all of it.

Reviews

[J Johnson III]

Nice slap you in the face poem. Reminds me of some songs. How is Rochester? I ask because I am from Buffalo.

[Becca]

Rochester is Rochester. Full of bipolar weather.

[J Johnson III]

Haha, great way of putting it. Writers are awesome!