We're not happy ever after,
No longer full of laughter.
Love ends in disaster,
And you no longer matter.
So many fucking lies,
My favorite was you and I.
Shouldn't even be surprised,
Your the reason that I cry.
I hope your happy with him,
Even though it's all just pretend.
Cause like me you only want him for his money,
And for that you'll be sorry.
You just pretend to be in love with whoever you please,
Cause you know you can get nice things like jewelry.
But your a gold digger and a heart breaker,
I'm sorry we were ever close.
And when karma comes around,
I hope it fucks you up the most.
YOU ARE READING
UNSPOKEN
PoetryUnspoken is a book filled with poems and songs I've made throughout my life. Each chapter will be either a song or poem. They are similar to what many of you have experienced in life... featuring love, heartbreak, loneliness, etc. These are all the...
