poetry by a girl who's afraid of herself //

You're scum.

I held onto you until I just couldn't anymore.. I tried so hard not to lose you when the only time you spoke to me is when you chose to.
Your little mind game fooled me for far too long, i decided that was enough I couldn't hang on.

I tried to believe who you said you were but every night I thought you saw eyes only for me but to my amazement I wasn't the only girl you chose to see. What's 3-1? Two and that's just how many girls you messed with every day.

The words you told me felt like I was something special but little did I know mine were just copied and pasted and not confidential, and also passed along to other girls who couldn't tell that the boy they loved was just someone with no heart and definitely no soul. 

So I let go of you and maybe someday I'll get over you too but it's done and I'm better of so now you can just fuck off.
So now we're to the end of our little story but before it ends, you will never be happy because playing with hearts is one thing, but playing with mine? That wasn't a smart thing.