UselessThe cliche of heartbreak has no cure,What treacheries lie from here is unsure.This cruel feeling of emptiness is present,And all of the world is mine to resent.Time pasts and wounds are profound guides,Yet true desires cower and happiness hides.Waiting for the better makes me restless,But hoping for it is all the more useless.
Clliche is a sweet word. Like me. Cause im a sweet awesome. I like it alot too >