Stupidity

The poem says it all.

 

            Stupidity

 

Stupidity comes in so many forms.

I was stupid to trust a weirdo.  

He had me trust him, he had me believe

His lies, Why?

Because stupidity

Is me.

I am stupid.

 

What would have happened if?

I went with him for a night?

That thought sickens me.

Like beyond nothing ever could.

Now he is jail bait.

That is what he gets.

It was his own stupidity,

 

That got him there.

But he almost had me.

With all the kindness,

And saying he wanted to be a father.

Then him saying sexual things,

He said I was beautiful.

He’s a weirdo, with his own stupidity.

Stupidity has so many forms.

Author's Note

I jus wrote it i am hurt in so many ways.The poem says what i needed to say.

Reviews

[Gregory Hill]

Hmm, the content is good but its doesnt Rhyme or flow well. It stutters as you go along. if you want it to be pronounced like that in a smooth yet choppy pattern on purpose work on the flow and syllable count first. Then come back and add another syllable or 2