Broken Hearted

The broken hearted is not for those,
who are tender hearted or the story goes.
The blonde girl who loved the boy
his acting was good and he played her like a toy.
He broke it off crushing her heart.
She was mad: her curses were tart,
and now her story she will start.

Don’t come near my house don’t knock on my door.
Don’t ask to see anything you’ve seen it all before.
You made your point very clear
it’s not a crush my dear.
I’m getting over you I promise.
It’s slow and agonizing, history I miss,
but it was you who forgot the personal kiss.

The girl holding on to the love that’s slipped through.
Silly little girl thought it was all she could do.
He showed her! No matter what she was willing.
He was using—saying little words—then got his filling.
She was useless to him, the word convenient comes to mind.
She’s confused, leaving all hope behind.
Broken hearted, her story she tells if blind.

I’m glad I only did what I did.
What more would you have done to me? What if their was a kid?
You treated me like a dog afterward,
like I should worship you “My Lord.”
You ignored till you had a crave.
I wanted you for me so I gave.
Crying inside, now I’m trying to be brave.

And now to get in a word,
Broken Hearted spilt some more of her story as I heard.
She truly isn’t a “loose” girl, not at all
She thought she loved him and him her, thus her fall.
Her biggest mistake was giving into peer pressure.
And though she tries to forget, giving the gift that should have been true treasure
We love and lose, but Broken Hearted’s love no one could measure.

That day I’ll never forget!
I rode my bike, the feeling I was resisting, my bottom lip I bit.
You told me you were busy with life.
It was as if I wasn’t, my heart was cut by your knife.
You told me it was a crush,
“I have crushes but I don’t…” (I blush.)
And that was the end of my trust.

She was still so innocent, she couldn’t say the word.
She still blushed when the word was heard.
She tried to forget him and didn’t talk---
to him for a year. But she still had eyes of a hawk.
How could he act like it doesn’t bother him.
The boy even got a girl friend, Kim.
HE started to talk to HER again, as the stage lights go dim.

Now you want to act like it’s all OK.
Like I should forget, like you could still play.
Sitting by me in class tears my heart.
Before I over looked your flaws, now I’m alert.
The conversation was last year, but I still want to kill!
You think I’m a bitch ‘cuase I won’t go near you. I have feelings still.
Of course you have no idea; you make me ill.

Hey girl, that was freezing cold
I’ll tell you a secret in a voice that’s bold;
“Get over him, say good bye,
all he wants is a tune up and you know he’ll lie.
Boys think they can get what they want.
They’re prowlers, stalking out their victim’s weakness, as if on a hunt”
Too bad his moves aren’t as good as his football punt!”

Boy I loved you, I don’t do that to just anyone.
You were the first and you end the chapter, it’s done.
I have such bad luck with guys; you’re a control freak.
Come on boy! I followed, lied for you. It was you I seek!
Boy don’t come near me, I hate you!
Including everything you do.
I hate the fact that you can go on with out me, also too.

Okay girl your wrath is getting dull.
I understand he’s evil let him fall.
Babe you can do so much better.
Write it out and burn the letter!
“He’ll be tormented in his future, I promise.”
Time will cure your wounds with a motherly kiss,
while chasing the “infection” with a rolling pin, tisk, tisk.

You think I’m a hermit that hides,
maybe I do. But I have others to think of in full stride.
Boy, do me a favor and stop.
I don’t have a life, but of my family’s. Yours I can’t top.
Don’t try your smooth talking magic on me.
I’m not doing anything with you again, see!
Save me the pain of you ignoring.
I’ll be happy without you above the clouds soaring.

So the story ends,
tears rolling down Broken Hearted’s face, my heart bends.
I love my friend like a sister.
That boy was worse then a blister
A friend’s comfort always comes with advice
“He’s not lucky, don’t roll the dice.
He loves no one but himself with his heart of ice.”