You want me to be your homie and wife,
You want me to forever be in your life.
I'm a bad girl you're just not used to that,
Altough in your lap is where I loved to sat.
But it suddenly became disgusting,
We're just lovers parting.
Because lovers always loose,
One of us has to tie the noose.
Stop following me a like a lost soul,
You look like just another ghoul.
There's no next time,
No blood or rhyme.
Maybe you can try your luck when I get drunk,
Press me against the tree trunk.
But it would be nothing but an act of desperation,
Because I'm simply not your destination.
I'm stronger than all my men,
When it comes to you I won't plead for again.
I'm pretty when I lie,
You don't deserve to ask why.
Darling darling,
You knew I was too charming.
Who told you to fall for me?
The way you try to save it so desperately.
You know I always win,
No matter what's the sin.
It'll seem like I hate you,
When you start making me feel blue.
YOU ARE READING
Poems Pt. 1 (On Going)
PoetryNote: These poems are from a girl's point of view aged about 15-16. Some might be relatable, some not but I wanted to record my own personal journey and share with those who are interested. See you inside! Please don't copy this, Thankyou.
