Endless wonders
Constant tug of war
You continually pull at my strings
I'm always the one that's left-
Wanting more
You get what you want-
Nothing attached
I wish I was yours
Why does it seem that you don't care?
All these broken, empty promises-
But the way you look at me;
Shows me otherwise,
Make me yours.
About Me
- Krissy Renee Bosworth
- I don't have very many dreams or goals that most people have, some that are definitely unreachable, but worth striving for. Every now and then I write a story in my head or pen a poem down. The only way I know how to express myself through words is through my writing.
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