Cynic poetry
I don’t care what you think
I am in my own world
You don’t care either
Why do you cry?
I haven’t much warm feelings
It’s all in the game
You know I feel that way
You feel the same
And all I realize
It’s a cynic act
I cannot help it
I crashed into your mind
With all my comments
You were a bitch, you know it
You damn know it is that way
Why do you ignore?
You know you’re not a saint
Rather a devil
In all your doings
And I cannot tell you
A single thing
In no single way
I just loved you cynically