Poetry

When will it be my turn?

Why keep me around

On your side

Acting like

I’m on your mind.

Ignoring the tension

We have and share

Just hoping

That you really care.

My feelings turn

And twist

And sprout

Grow

And learn

Adapting without.

Used to the feeling

Of being ignored

My true feelings

Always being closed off and stored.

Your confidence disappears

Your ego is growing

Your ways aren’t changing

Fall leaves still stay blowing.

Blowing in the wind

Moving to another place

Oh how i wish

I could just forget your face.

An accident, you were

But a lesson to learn

This will just keep me wondering

When will it finally be my turn?

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