You stole my friends,
you stole my truth,
you stole my pictures,
so they'd remind you.
you stole my journals,
maybe so you could laugh,
you stole my heart,
you'll never get that back.
You'll never see me smile again,
once a friend, then a lover, now
I would rather for you to smother.
you called the police, on who?yourself? Your crazy, and insane,
do you do this with all girls? Make them feel pain?
