The way she taste
Is sweet, but sour
One side is like a war head
The other is sweet like ice cream
She's different
She attracts every guy
I could see why
Her hair smells of strawberry
Her body wash is coconut
Her perfume orange
She's a garden of good smells
And I chased after her
She stopped for me
And let me in
And then her sweet
Turned sour
Like a lemon
I spit her out
And she trapped me
I'm stuck with her
With every guy
Parading around her
And I have to watch her
Flirt with everything that has a pulse
It doesn't bother me though
I don't like her much anymore
I'm just stuck in this relationship
My parents are in love with her
But as was I when I saw her
Now that I know her
I hate her
She's poison
She's death
She can kill you
Like her looks
And then when you know her
She is a wicked, wicked witch
I'm so stupid to fall in love
I knew it wasn't for me
All it took was her
To make me see
YOU ARE READING
Ocean of Thoughts
PoetryThis is my second poetry book started on February 9, 2017. Ended April 29, 2017. Who knows what's in store.
