So That's What You Say

So That's What You Say

A Poem by Airila
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heartbroken n untrusting

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So that's what you say
That's what you say
This is your excuse fore treating me like you did
This is how you justify what you did to me
You used me
Manipulated me
Played with my emotions
You used your condolence
To get me over there
Filled me with your lies
"Trying to be nice" you say
All this trouble
Just to get inside me
And what's funny is
You didn't have to go to all that trouble
Well maybe
And then you lied with a slip of the tongue
"I love you'' you say
But here I was too caught up to realize that wasn't what I asked you to say
But stupid enough to say that I loved you too
Because I wanted to say it but I couldn't say it first
I believed every word
Every f*****g word
And then
You didn't even have the balls to tell me yourself
No. Now that was funny
One day you'll use the wrong girl
And then you'll learn
YOU HAVE NO RIGHT TO MESS WITH PEOPLE LIKE THAT!
And you threw away something so special to me
WHO CARES IF IT WAS A F*****G PIECE OF STRING!!
You were the first boy I gave it to
And you couldn't even return it
F*****g culo`
What kind of man are you?
Well no. A real man doesn't play with people's emotions like that
And your reason to justify all this
Because of one mishap with ''The One''
You decide to take your anger out on everyone else who wants to give 2 s**t about you
But no
I'm not your first
And I know I won't be the last
I can't say I hate you
Because I don't
But I hate what you did to me
To her
To every other girl like me
The one you push away because we care
You'll wake up one day
I admit we had fun
We're both at fault
yours was obvious
So was mine
You used my own trauma against me
Now that's rich
I still care...
no
I still give a f**k about you
I know i should hate your guts but I can't do that
You met the one person who'd never hate you
No matter how much you've hurt me
You push away the real ones
Stay with your plastic collection
You're another statistic
Then again so am I
Of your long list of conquests
U have no heart
If you do...it must be cold as ice

© 2009 Airila


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Added on November 24, 2009

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Airila
Airila

Kingston, Jamaica



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