Dang it, HE hurt MY feelings
HE was the one that said it was all a joke
HE was the one that played with MY feelings
Then took back everything he'd ever said
HE was the immature one
HE was the one that didn't understand
I'm freakin DONE with boys
Cuz every time, somehow I end up being the mean one
"Wait, don't go!" he said.
Well guess what?
The joke's on HIM this time
I'M ALREADY EFFIN GONE
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The Scrambled Philosophies That I Call Thoughts
PoetryThe scattered musings about love and life by a(n) (a)musing girl who knows little of either.
