It Doesn't Matter
No matter what I do,
it never seems to be good enough
The more I try to make things easier,
the more you want to make them tough.
I bend over backwards to give you what you want
and ask for nothing in return,
except for complete honesty,
and relief from this slow burn.
I'm ready to greet you with open arms,
but you'd rather walk out the door;
it doesn't matter if you have everything,
you'll always be searching for something more
Comments on this poem/writing:
|Meridian (220.127.116.11) -- Tuesday, March 23 2004, 03:38 pm|
I don't wanna go in detail about the betrayal of what I thought was a "friendship". Because there wasn't two friends, there was 1. A 1 friendship, because I had to do everything. I put my own self through that, and reaped it as well. Well, Christina, I guess I kind of fibbed, when I said I wasn't gonna go in detail with it, but here I am, telling my life story. "It Doesn't Matter" is a poem that all betrayers need to see. LOL!
Good one Christina!
|Blair (18.104.22.168) -- Wednesday, February 23 2005, 08:59 pm|
well, i have a friend that all i do is work at it and doesn't want to give anything back. she's changed really fast, she's not the same anymore. Anyway, i love the poem, keep up the great work.
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