Poem: I Took Ya Beats Out My MP3

At one time in your life,

you were a nice guy.

Must’ve caught you at the right time,

I swear you were fly.

You said nice things, sweet things,

I swore you were truthful.

Thought we’d never keep secrets,

even if the truth hurt one of us.

Foolish me, to think, I trust any guy.

The misleading and lies, accumulated.

You didn’t care about the confusion,

and you misconstrue.

Taking me for granted, yet I stayed true.

Victim of your pessimism.

I was the ego booster,

the boredom ridder,

The person that cared.

Not wasting my time or waiting around.

You’re not trying hard for me.

So today I decided to take ya beats out my mp3.  The music isn’t that good anyways.

 

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