I always wanted a 'bad boy' in my life, instead I found a good boy
But later he hurt me and made me cry,
Just like another bad boy
Who becomes rude, arrogant and dry,
You cry and call yourself stupid, but you're not
It's the bad boys who treated you like this before you fought,
But when you fight
You fight with all your might,
Try to defend yourself
Without anyone's help,
And it's really good
To be noticed and get out of the hood,
And you become the bad girl
Around the bad boy's finger you twirl,
Until you torture them
To know what it felt like about being dreamt,
Then you leave them like they did to you before
Which counts as a score,
Then you feel proud
Shout out loud,
Celebrate with a victory dance
Giving him another chance,
And then paying him back
Hitting him with a big smack,
All of a sudden you feel better
Doing this rather than writing a crappy letter,
It holds up a lot of pain
But the time comes when the pain is about to drain,
Deep down
Where no one will know the secrets behind the crown,
When you win the game
And there's the bad boy to blame,
For doing all the things to you
The things that no one else knew,
That haunted you for a long time
Until you know what you are, I'm.....
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Okay! so all of us have to think wisely and know who we are. Mention in the comments below, the answers of 'what are you?'
Are you scared, emotional, strong, helpful, kind, caring?
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