I spend hours on end crying over guys;
About the heart brake and the lies.
I don’t understand why they do this to me?
I didn’t think I was that easy?
People judge and think they know me,
But they know nothing.
Not the tears I shed
Or the blood on my bed,
Not the cuts on my arms
Or the ones below my palms,
The reason all my poems are depressed and low
Is because this is the path I choose to go.
I don’t chose to be played and used,
Or to be hurt or abused.
I no that people say that all guys are different
But I just don’t see.
All the good ones aren’t attracted to me.
I guess that’s it
I’m ugly
I’m a hoe
So let’s all just hit me and have a go.
I guess that’s what they all hear.
But judgements something I’ll never fear.
I used to care what people thought,
Before my heart could ever be brought.
But recently I have got back on my feet,
And another guy one day I’ll meet.
And I have,
He’s amazing it’s like a game,
Shame he don’t feel the same.
I thought it he did, he said he did,
I guess it weren’t true.
So I’ll sit here and wait to here from you.
But I don’t do I,
No.
So I’m left to cry.
But the last guy on my mind,
You’d never think would find,
His way to my house and to my door
And swept me up off the floor
He hugged me there and then,
I wished it didn’t end.
I wanted to kiss him, but I couldn’t stop crying.
He kept saying to me, don’t give up keep trying.
There and then, he made me smile,
Something I haven’t done in a while.
I only wished all guys treated me well
Not as if I crawled out from hell.
Really I’m not that bad
So make me happy not forever sad.
I'm not to into this poem but it came into my head. this had basically again happened to me.
But tell me wat u think please.
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