i knew it was wrong
but i continued to play along
what i thought was a game turned into an ordeal with the law
i fell for you, or who i thiught you were
four years younger than you
is something that continues to occour
i'm old enough to know, that i was too wrong
but when you said you love me
and when you would kiss me
i could feel no one around but us
you had a woman, who you loved
but i didn't care
i hate myself for what i did
but i miss you, and i wish you were here.
you only wahted me because you have a problem
you didn't love me
if only i saw that before i went in that back with you at work that night
or i stopped before i sent that first picture when i knew soemthing didn't feel right
i guess you used me, i hate to see it that way.
it hurts to know that i vecane a victim to this
a victim to something i know i'm smarter than
YOU ARE READING
4 years.
Poetrythis is a poem i wrote about a recent experience i had where i got in a relationship with amy coworker who was on the sex offender list for sending nudes wuth a girl in my class (we weee in 7th grade, he was 17 atm but arrested kn just 18th birthday...
