You have hurt me
In so many ways
Right now, to you
I know not what to say
I know that I've been wronged
That's why I write this song
I have been good to you
I have been kind
You have played games
And acted quite blind
My feelings for you
Have grown quite strong
For your touch and kiss
I very much long
My head is not clear
My heart is quite weak
The blood that it pumps
Has found a sudden leak
You told me some lies
That shall not be forgiven
With this hurt in mind
My pace I will quicken
I've done you no wrong
To you, I've been quite nice
So why does it feel
I've been stabbed by a knife
You were so sweet before
Until we got in a fight
Over something stupid
Last Saturday night
You accused me of something
I would never do
I feel no matter what
I will still lose
You knew you were wrong
I would never do that
And because of this stress
I could use a fat sack.
My legs are so numb
My head is now spinning
I feel a little queasy
As my stomach is churning
All I want now
Is a little affection
So I can feel good
About my selection
You need not be an ass
You need not always lie
All I can do now
Is let out a sigh
This is a poem that I wrote my senior year in high school. I had finally let my guard down and got into a relationship with a guy, who had the audacity to accuse me of cheating on him. Come to find out, he was the one who was cheating, and had been most of the time that we were in that toxic relationship. Ha, the irony of it, but hey, you know how it goes. It's assholes like him that help us women know when we have found a good guy.