My Attempt At Slam Poetry

A poem to my ex(boyfriend)

Ask me my name. Simple.
Ask me my age. Easy.
Ask me where I go to school. Not hard.
Ask me anything. Anything that doesn't have to do with you.
Ask me which I prefer, tea or coffee. Ask me if I'd rather stay in or go out for a date. Ask me if I prefer mobile or walking. Ask me if I like Mother Nature. Ask me if I like the sunrise or the sunset.
Ask me anything that doesn't have to do with you.
Ask me if I really meant everything I said. I don't know what to say.
Ask me if I was serious about us. I stumble to answer and you get a mixture of yes and no.
Ask me if I think I deserved you. I shake my head and say yes. This doesn't make you happy.
Ask me if I was in love with you. This ones easy but I still don't answer right.
Ask me what I meant to the last questions. I tell you I did.
Ask me if I still do. I don't. I say I still do a little.
Ask me how I loved you and still put you through the shit I did. My mind whirls with comebacks such as "why don't you answer that yourself" and "I did it cause of you" but I say nothing.
I say nothing I take the blame. I say nothing I take the blame. I say nothing and I take the blame.
Ask me how I can live with myself after everything that happened between us. I tell you I can't. Ask me if you can help. I tell you you can't. Ask me if you're making it worse. I tell you I don't know even though I do. Ask me to promise not to hurt myself when you go. I tell you I won't but that's a lie. Ask me if you can come back tomorrow. I tell you you can't.
So ask me anything. Anything that doesn't have to do with you.