I Grew up by your side.
I Learned your secrets,
and learned your lies.
Fed up with the mess,
You've left behind.
For me to clean up,
always listening to your
whines.
Im done with your games,
Im done with the stress
Ive cleaned up my life,
now its time for your mess.
Im not your maid,
Im not to blame,
for the stupid mistakes,
and the men you cant tame.
Pick and chose,
Who i can trust.
I know its not you now,
your only seeking the lust,
Of everyones pain,
Its tearing them apart,
as they cry in the rain,
and you tally your chart.
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Kassy • 28 • My heart belongs to books and pups ❤
Let's be friends ❤
“That is part of the beauty of all literature.
You discover that your longings are universal longings,
that you're not lonely and isolated from anyone. You belong.”
― F. Scott Fitzgerald
Let's be friends ❤
“That is part of the beauty of all literature.
You discover that your longings are universal longings,
that you're not lonely and isolated from anyone. You belong.”
― F. Scott Fitzgerald