Shout out to DianeOnyanehi, baby girl understands some of my poems more than me. Lol, and this might be one of those poems. Much love, pls comment and vote.
My friend is a flirt
And I'm the next on his listLeave my heart be
It's not to be played withBut you didn't listen
And convinced me otherwiseA friend with benefits
That's all I ever wasI settled for less
When I deserved moreYou were a gentleman in private
And a jerk in publicYou'd be nice today
And awfully rude the nextYou used to call me names
But still I held unto youI trusted you,
I trusted my friend not to break my heartYou said there was no other girl
And I believed youBut you drew on her hand
You used to draw on mineYou told her you liked her
I thought I was the one you likedBut I couldn't even get mad
Because you weren't officially mineYou'd even ignore me sometimes,
I felt like a ragEverytime something got spilt
You needed me to clean it upAnd when there was nothing
I was tossed in a cornerStill I wished I was the only rag
But they were othersHow are we supposed to go back to being just great friends?
When I know this a game that you play
When I know this is how the hearts of others are bleedingI'm glad we hardly see each other anymore
The distance is the perfect excuse
To get you out of my SYSTEM!Cause I don't know what we are
And it's clear you've been playing me.Your heart is a garden
Don't let it get damaged
Girlie_yo.
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PoetryPoetry that comes right from the heart, and is born into existence.