A poem I wrote to a double-crossing female puppy... |
I don't understand what you mean When you say you love me When you reach over to hold my hand Or kiss me on the cheek I don't understand what you mean When you say you're my friend Ask me to go to the movies Or go see this "killer" band I don't understand what you mean When you say that I am crazy That being happy all the time Is bad for my health And I certainly don't understand Why you hate me for who I am Tell me that you love me Then talk behind my back Say that I am the coolest you know And two seconds later say I'm a freak show Forgive me for asking For I don't understand How you can say you love me Than laugh behind your hand I can see all of this happening But the fact still stands true I am a good person Willing to forgive you I don't understand what you mean When you say you're joking When I walk into the bathroom And hear you say I'm gay I may be naive With little understanding of this world But the last that I checked A friend was worth her weight in gold A true friend doesn't say That she loves me in one breath And that she hates me in the next Which is it? Answer me this! Do you love me? Do you hate me? I really must know For I just don't understand. Dedicated to a person whom I thought truly loved me, but turned out to be using me so that she could become popular. Jessica, honey, this one is for you! |