Testo Turning Logic Into Poetry

You think you know my but I don't know myself. I think your pathetic now. Waking to sunlight in evening time. I'm crying cause it hurts. Your like autumn your pretty when you fall apart. Now I want to be on my own two feet. With out you. Do you see what you did to me. Now im so insecure. oh Autumn my autumn I wish you where like spring time.