thought you were different

i thought you were different
i thought you were special
but you're nothing new
nah you're as old as the devil

you took me for granted
as i was willing to try
but now you'll regret what you've done
as you watch me slip by

you made me a bit mad
so i flipped you the finger
and your face turned to ice
as i let my hand linger

youre the one who told me
you'd always be mine
but i guess they should have told me
it was just another line

they told me they liked you
because thats what friends do
but not even they
had any fucking clue

now its me in a ball,
eating chocolates and tears
because for you my darling
i set aside all my fears

trust is a must
and i took your advice
i gave you every last piece of my heart
even the last slice

and what is it that you do
you tear me apart
so hence this cheesy rhyming poem
you, dearest darling, you broke my heart

i liked

I liked resting my head on his chest and listening to the rain outside the window, sleeping away as the world went by. I liked sitting on his bed for hours playing video games with him and pretending to lose so the next day his friends could tease him. I liked taking a shower with him. I liked swimming for hours with him. I liked when he picked me up in the middle of night and took me for tea because I was craving it. I liked his midnight visits. I liked talking on the phone with him for hours. I liked daydreaming together. I liked when he called me that one day, and cried. I liked throwing mnms onto the freeway from a truckbed with him. I liked singing with him. I liked dancing with him. I liked when he told me about all the places we'd go, even if we both knew we'd never afford it. I liked when he said sorry. I liked when he brought me flowers.
I liked all of them, but I wish they were all with you.

trip a wire
fell down hard
youre a liar
eyes are barred
look you up
hook it up
but you dont stick
because youre stuck
run in circles
im sleeping in purple
this is my lift
ill give you a gift
and make you think
youre on a trip
comon lil mama
nah im no drama
but you better call me something else
now im your wifey, your baby mama

the last shoe you throw at me

How many times do i have to face this demon inside of you
always i love mommy
but when your demon awakes
i dont know what to do

how many shoes do you have to throw at me
until i realize i have to get out
how many pushes and hair pulls do i have to be subjected to
until it finally gets through

how many hoes and sluts and whores do you need to call me
before i decide to take off
i dont know anymore who to be
because im scared to leave
would you call me a diamond in the rough?

if i go ill have to figure out a way
to afford for a place to stay
and id have to buy a car
and pay for insurance
and there will be no more shining star

glitter is gone
and sunshine is done
time to be a big girl
because mommy thinks shes won



*just because its written does not mean everything is 100% factual. Posts are subject to fabrication, exaggeration, and of course, honesty.