A Leaving Scholar
I really loved you even though seeing you messed up my pride,
The tears is what I tried to hide,
I cannot stand to see your face even though it is one I will not forget,
I hate the way we split
I understand it´s my fault,
I knew you had me out here looking stupid
I am the one to blame for trying to play cupid and get love in your head,
I guess them long conversations did not get through your head
I told you I am tired of being hurt,
You still walked away
It´s like you put a knife in my back but this time I will not stay,
You were never my bae
This poem is about:
Me