Whats love got to do with it

You say you love me but keep your hands raised to beat me

 

Your words cutting at me deeper deteriorating my confidence so you can decorate it and show it off like a Christmas tree 

You say you hold me close because you care about my safety 

 

But clearly there is more to the story but to keep them off your back you say I'm a keeper 

 

Keep Sucking away at my soul Mr. Grim reaper 

 

Time after time you apologize but the lies always get cheaper 

 

Do better baby boy women don't like creepers 

 

This abuse has to stop I'm not your

Personal creature 

 

I remember when I first met you, you were so much sweeter

Times have changed and my ego has gotten weaker

 

Continue this behavior and i will break you down a Kilometer

 

For so long I let you be the beater 

 

Stayed saying you loved me but I knew you were a cheater 

 

I'm done with you so get you another breeder

 

BUT always remember nobody is a mind reader 

 

This poem is about: 
My country
Our world

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