Ain’t It Funny

I barley know you,
That’s true.
But sometimes I know what you’re about,
One day these feelings will go,
But a lot of the time I doubt.
Sometimes I can’t stand the way I’m acting,
Time after time I’ve needed a reason,
To get inside your world.
To be part of the things you do,
Maybe you think I ask too much of your time,
I love your spending time with you,
Is that so much of a crime?
This perfect romance I’ve created in my mind.
Ain’t it funny how some feelings you just cant deny,
And you can’t move on,
Even thought you try.
Ain’t it strange when your feeling things you shouldn’t feel?
I wish it could be reality and could be real.
Ain’t it funny how a moment can change your life,
And you don’t want to face what’s wrong or right.
Its strange how fate can play a part,
And it always destroys my heart.
My life is always cruel in a way I can’t explain,
I hate myself for these feelings,
Don’t think I can face it again,
It’s burning and giving me all this pain.
I’ll try to make it through,
But I need your help too.
Just give me time,
One day I try to get over you.
I’m losing control,
I just want my life to be whole.


Poem Made By The Poet
Danny Gray.

by Danielle Gray

Comments (1)

I like the BARLEY best in the first line. Gives it an agricultural flavour. After the rest of the errors I forgot what the poem was saying, especially why you praised him for spending time with himself. Must be the altruist in you. H