When I’m not with you.
It makes me want to die.
People tell me you like me,
But to figure out it’s a lie.
And when I asked you if you liked me,
You told no and I asked why,
All you said was “I don’t know”
But,I think you told me a lie then to.
There’s not a day that goes by,
That I don’t think about you.
Wondering what I could of done to make you like me.
And confused of why you denied me.
by Nickole Gilley
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wow that is so true