motive Date: Tuesday, 1st April 2008 @ 10:18:37 PM AEST Topic: Sad Poetry Contributed By: brock32 Laying in my bed my eyes so tired, But yet my brain is so damn wired, I can't stop thinking about you, You are the motive behind everything I do, Yet you dont even have a clue, As to the amount of pain you cause me, Its making me someone I dont want to be, Someone who is fake, Someone who puts it all at stake, For nothing in return, So its your turn, To try and understand, I am the better man This poem is Copyright © brock32 Important note: ALL POETRY ON THIS SITE IS COPYRIGHT. If you wish to use any poem for any purpose, please either EMAIL Mick from the sites feedback form, or go to the AUTHOR'S site and EMAIL the author for permission. If you Email Mick for permission on any poem that is not his personal works, he will endeavor to contact the author on your behalf. This poem comes from Your Poetry Dot Com https://www.your-poetry.com/ The URL for this poem is: https://www.your-poetry.com/route.php?page=poetry/PoemDetail&story_id=141308