You don't know me

You think the way I came at you
the way i did wasn't me.

You say it's cause I wanted to show off.

You claim that it's not me,
and you know the real me.

But, No!

You don't really know me.

I came at you like that,
cause I was tired of you and all your b.s

You really don't know anything about me,
if you didn't think I'd be hurt or betrayed by your actions.

I never thought anyone could ever,
get me to this point of not caring about what the future may hold for us.

**written 10/25/07