Monday, April 3, 2017

Anger Pt. 2

As I sit here rummaging through your past
And see how you gave the best part of your life
To different men who didn't earn it, nor deserve it
Who literally fucked you over, and didn't respect you
You looked into their eyes and told them you loved them
Do you know what the fuck love is?
You fucked them like the teenage slut that you were capable of being
Do you know what the fuck starfish sex is?
You've cycled through so many different men
Doing the same thing, repeating the same lines
Feeling the same feelings, giving the same love
How do I know what the fuck is left for me then?
Where is my share of that beautiful woman that I rightly deserved?
It's funny, when you tell me that you've saved the best for me
I laugh. Oh dear, the irony!
Yeah yeah I'm a good boy all-right
Taught all the right things. Taught to be a prudent slave
Taught to care. Taught not to hurt anybody
Sensitive to love. And all that crap.
But I am no fool, I see everything
Let us see then my love
Let us see what you've got for me

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