Poems of a Teenage Girl

Cracks.

The noise of breaking hearts. 

The scent of tears. 

Why him? You ask yourself. 

But you know the answer you fear. 

He acts so nice. 

But you know its fake. 

He's sleeping with your bestfriend. 

But you ignore your hearts ache. 

"Baby don't worry," 

"I really do love you" 

The words of a liar,

Are like dried up glue. 

I guess it'll never change.

But I don't want to leave him. 

I hope that he'll change. 

But I know the chances of that are slim. 

"You're better off without him" 

Her words snake into your heart. 

Maybe she's right. 

Her voice is sour like tart.