Damn Girl

The first time we met was more of you

Getting used to you wasn’t to me, New

But there’s something in you not due

The numbers i believe are not even few.

 

I told you when you asked, my name is Moses

You smiled and whispered to your friends.

I fell because i thought you meant business

Again i never knew this was just your trick trends.

 

Can not forget telling you that you were beautiful

Be good, I added just more like a good advice

Thinking at your age you were a little more dutiful.

Never knew i was making an unwanted sacrifice.

 

Each day you keep proving how immature you are

On the other hand i act like i never notice or know

Before we were close but today we are too far

A mistake you can’t undo, that’s a huge blow.

 

If i chose to write about us i will cover a book

Yet you won’t still understand till later in years

Then next will come your surprise look

Hey, what i don’t wanna see is your tears.

 

Ours is like the meeting of two different rivers

We tend to touch then go our separate ways

Even of our lives we are very terrible drivers

We’ve been this way without knowing for days.

 

This poem is about: 
Me
My country

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