The Little Things

I hate to see no smile on your face

Your eyes filled with tears

From all the things I've said to you

Because of our problems this year

 

But now the tables have turn

But I'm not the one who crying

But i try hard to fight

The feeling of our light dying

 

You think I do this purposely

Like I'd really want to hurt you

And you get mad at me over little things

So I will get mad too

 

It's as if only I still have the passion

For the date that means forever

I hate that sometimes they ask

Why are we still together

 

We yell, we scream, we cry in our dreams!

Nothing lasts forever

So I'm happy to say that

We are still together

 

You get mad at me over little things 

And that pisses me off

You curse at me and call me "Boy"

I hate that most of all

 

You push my buttons

Knowing that my angers a dangerous flame

But when i go off on you

I'm the one to blame?

 

I guess its the little things that tick you off

Because the little things you do

Anger me just the same

Author's Notes/Comments: 

I hate it when people call me boy, makes me feel like people think they're better than me. and my girlfriend knows this and calls me thing anyways

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