I'm writing this poem cause I have
a bunch of shit I want to say.
I know that eventually you'll end
up reading it one of these days.
You and your friends probably feel
its cute how I write you what I think.
Its just the only way I can get shit
out,without having to see a shrink.
So,now you're friends are calling
me "the poet",trying to poke fun.
Its ok though,I think she's just hating
cause I didn't want to give her some.
You know how it is,they act all kool
but there's a hater lying underneath.
Bitch swears she looks so good,but looks
like a burnt french fry with hair n teeth.
Now,on to what I really
came here to write.
It has to do with the
other day and night.
You say you were trying to show
me you wanted to give us a shot.
You swear you make shit soooo
obvious but im thinking,NOT.
You're feeling down now and
don't or just can't tell me why.
But I'm guessing its baby daddy
that keeps on making you cry.
It seems like you blame yourself
for all that crap that he's done.
I say If he really loved you,he wouldve
thought first about you and your son.
I know you gonna be mad,you'll say
why am I putting ya shit out there.
But to tell you the truth,at this
point in time I dont really care.
Three times you said let me call
you right back,and here I waited.
Its part of ya M.O. now,its indicative of
how you treat me,there both interrelated.
You've kept me waiting for
Just about three years.
You think since I love you so much,
that I'm always going to be here.
You always say one thing but then
do and show me the opposite.
My bad,you don't even say anything,
you give bits and pieces and that's it.
You don't want to Jump into something
with me,well I find that kinda odd.
When it came to the N.J. dude you did,
and that motherfucker still got ya ipod.
See,I know you have issues,but I accepted
and loved you for exaclty who you are.
But being in love and being a good
guy to you can only get me so far.
One day you'll wake up,and then
finally you'll be able to see.
That I would've done anything for you,
and you should've appreciated me.
I don't even know what to say anymore,
I'm just so damned fed up with it all.
So if and when you do read this,
please,don't even bother to call.
What I'm saying is,I'm done,I don't
want to hear from you anymore.
You could've had my heart,but
you've obviously closed that door.