Poems For The Vulnerable

cruel reality

Every morning you woke up you can't even say hey but has the days comes to an end it feels like I'm begging you to stay.
The about of times I said I love you I have already lost count maybe its just words to you that you be hearing from others all about.
Some days you show interest some days you don't maybe you think this is a game, might as well we take different routes.
The A in your first name explains the anger, but there is no I in your last name so what explains the ignoring.
I text you a hundred times what should we do can you stop playing around I have no one else but you.
The nights I wanted you the most are the nights your always busy the most quite playing around I could see it under you nose.
Let me make it clear I'm not jealous but the way you be blocking people it's hilarious.
You told me that I was weird maybe in a nice way but I'm telling you That you have a heart but in the opposite way.
Your now at the end of this poem I hope your not hurt but please don't reply with just a red hearttt.......