They think they can get away with it,
They always do.
But little do they know,
I am a woman they never knew.
You tell me you're going to work
And you give me a kiss on the cheek
Do you really think I'm that stupid?
Or maybe you just think I'm that weak
While you're sleeping with your assistant
And I'm at home with the wine
I have the most familiar thought,
That goes through my mind.
So, when the next morning comes
I put something extra in your drink
And give you a kiss on the cheek
But this time was different
because you were dead in your seat.
YOU ARE READING
:Distorted Beauty
PoezjaThis is the beginning stages of a poem book that my sister and I are writing. We encourage comments and we do hope you enjoy it. More is soon to come by: Mikayla & Tiffany Moss
