First Love
You gave me a title
Therefore I called you mine
My job was to love you all the time
I did overtime I gave more of my
Thoughts
Words
Wisdom
Then myself
You were a spoiled brat
That wanted more
Like a mother on her last dime
I had to steal your heart in order to provide
All you wanted was me
You made comments like you've changed
Remember I gave her up for you
This poem is about:
Me
My community
My country
Our world