BF, GF, popular trend,
call it lovers, to be more than friends.
Love them, use them,
discard and abuse them.
Brake her heart viva text, click "SEND."
Change your number because of the EX-boyfriend.
Dump them, in the trash, trad-in trad-up,
return them to the shelter like an unwanted pup.
Love not love, deflowered, raped,
legs uncrossed for a polished-up fake.
They both split up, they cannot see,
immorality spread like an STD (literally).
They do not care, they wouldn't dare,
paper hearts to rip and tare.
BF's and GF's crash and burn,
for sex and pleasure, but never to learn.
Fuck her sister and his best friend,
lust doesn't care, we all bleed in the end.
Females more than male to scream and bleed,
all they've lost is their hated virginity.
Crying and moaning, from loving to loathing.
Stop. Drop. And role, right off the bed,
your undying love all bed dead.
In a world that cages the free,
a time when immorality spread like an STD.
