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Your Maturity.

Poetry By: MorganLitchfield
Poetry



Through my pain.


Submitted:May 26, 2012    Reads: 18    Comments: 2    Likes: 1   


You're such a stupid jerk,

Standing there with a smerk,

You get angry when people tell you no,

And now you just hit a new high end of low,

I never actually hated you,

But I never understood the things you would do,

You liked me for my chest,

"Hey baby you're the best"

You think you're so damn cool,

But now you're on to the next stupid fool.

What's it going to take for you to be mature?

Because right now.. I'm not even sure,

Not sure that you could be,

Or if you even see,

How much pain you caused me in the passed,

Even though it was years ago,

Those memories will always last.

When I was twelve, I was so young,

So were you, so young and dumb,

Took advantage of my weakness,

You knew I felt so weak and useless.

But now I'm strong and I know you were wrong,

And those memories remain, but your actions are long gone.

I won't let you hurt me, because I've matured,

But I wonder, if any of my words you actually heard.

Go hurt another girl, treat her like your world.

Then crush her, break her heart,

But through the pain, my heart has become farther apart.





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