I see you sitting across the room
with that favorite smile of mine on your face
but its not me your smiling at
there’s a beauty sitting rite next to you
and you so lost in your own fairy tale
with me bleeding on the outside
wishing you were mine
wishing i was the one you wanted and not her
but you don’t seem to be hearing
lost in your fairy tale
with me left behind to bleed.
This poem was written/submitted by mahima susan joseph .