I remember Breaking down, I started crying, I ran out of the classroom, I was followed by one of my great friends
But you also came looking for me
You found me Drowning in Tears
You hugged me, but you hugged me tight
Like you actually cared if I'm a Broken girl
The truth was, I was a joke to you
You only used me for I guess attention or aleast that's how I see it...
Now I see you different
You seem more confident
I'm more Different
I'm more Broken
Because know one love's a Broken girl
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He was nice...but then changed, "Fuck u bitch" is what I said to him...
Now he still wants to talk to me¡¿
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My Pø3m$
PoetryThese are my poems....some are about some special people that are/were in my life some of these are just my thoughts or how I feel or what I've gone/going thru
