Mr.Wrong

Sometimes i wondered,

Why i'm still with you,

Knowing you ain't doin no good,

Knowing you ain't as faithful as you claim,

Knowing you a'int as trustworthy as you promised,

But yet i stay,

As much i want to leave you,

Something keeps pulling me back,

Boy what you doin to me,

You confusin me

Sometimes i can't even tell if your lyin or even speaking truth,

You'd say the things a girl would want to hear,

And do the things a woman just can't bear,

But as much as i want to be mad at you,

Just one touch from you and i'm already forgiven you,

You'd promise things so spacial,

And i'd watch as everyday pass and never once they'd come true,

I'd thing your playing me like a game,

Sometimes i can't even tell if your my bright and shining armor or my worst enemy,

You showed me so much different sides to you,

That i don't even know you anymore,

So i really wasn't surprise when you left me the way you did,

I had it coming,

I knew you weren't true,

But i stick with you hopin you'd change your mind,

But i guess your still that jerk i hoped you weren't,

Yes Mr.wrong,

You are a jerk,

And you'd never change. 

Reviews

[Nirego]

Highly emotional and a situation which is far too common. I love the way you've expressed the push/pull of emotions that the battle between low self-esteem and a courage striving to be discovered creates.

[Junique]

thank you!

[Holly Mason]

confidence will make him go away...good read thanks

[Junique]

thank you!

[KurKota]

This write along with your other one... Mr Right... is a very unusual coupling of two seperate poems. Very unique approach. Instead of blending the RightWrong into a single poem, you choose these seperate compariatives. Very interesting. Nice job !

[Junique]

thanks

[Junert]

A jerk indeed. But the wrong changes when they meet the right.

[Junique]

i agree!