Guys gush a string of compliments
As soon as they see my pretty face,
I tell them to make themselves scarce
Laughing it off,
I resist the urge to scoff
Heartbroken, they go awaySome even asked me out
They deserved a clout
And a bloodied mouth
Feelings! Honestly?
I couldn't care less
Scurry away, peasants!They couldn't have
What they wanted
And now, neither can i
Funny, isn't it?
Now, I am the one
Craving a connection
With the one
I can never haveHe remains blissfully oblivious,
Miles apart
I wish I knew where to start
But I just can't seem to part
With his fucking faceSo now, I can never let him know
Or even show
Just how low,
I was willing to go
Just for a mere mortal,
I was willing to throttle
My own beating heart,
That's where karma hit me
The hardest
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