I'm fucking done,
With you,
I thought you were fun,
But I guess that's not true.I thought you were going to be different,
Or that you would feel the same way,
But you had a hidden plan in your circus tent,
Which ruined my whole day.You were using me this whole time,
I was a silly act for you to laugh at,
I was trapped in an invisible box like a mime,
And knocked out like a home run with a metal bat.I couldn't see through you,
I was just that blind,
I missed all the hints others threw,
Until you fucked up my mind.You played with me,
For, oh, so long,
But my heart no longer needs a key,
Because its become stone and strong.I won't like to admit,
That I allowed you to do this,
But now the circumstance will no longer fit,
Because you're not someone I'll miss.Your game has become an achievement,
That I have gotten through,
I don't need pity or acknowledgement,
Just something to do.Next time,
Think ahead,
Because your next crime,
Could cost you your head.I have evidence against you,
I could destroy you at any time,
For all you know I could sue,
And it won't just be a petty dime.Good job, asshole,
Now you're in luck,
Your pride I stole,
And you're stuck in the muck.

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PoesíaThis is a book of poems made from my imagination and passions. I hope some of you can enjoy the passions and ideas that have birthed themselves onto paper and were transcribed here. Enjoy! Bye Bye! Highest ranking: 964 #27 on #pray #35 on #think