I'm the one you broke
I'm the one you chased to get in your bed
But you not your life
I'm the one you ignored
I'm the sorry one
I'm the one you trusted
But lied to
I'm that girl
I was that girl.
But clearly it's hard to remember me
From dozens of gals
From the blonds
To the models
To the smart ones
To the broken ones
I was her
And sadly
I still am her.
YOU ARE READING
A MESS.
Poetrya book of scattered thoughts, words and actions. forever under construction so don't expect anything really. I'm not the best, but I love what I do & I do what I love.
