Laughing hard at my pain
like I press rewind
No I didn’t do this again
Word used to hurt me
Like was I born with some type of curse?
I must really like getting hurt
With all this POOR EXCUSE OF LOVE
In the mirror like who is this
Not needing a man but choose to go through bulls***
This one man puts me through
He tells me hurtful things that I laugh at cause I know its not true
Then he kisses me saying I love you too
And as I write he become the man I never wanted
And I laugh at myself like you can be such a silly woman
And I look at him in disgust
I told him im done showing no bluff
So I stick the key into the cuffs
To release myself from this POOR EXCUSE OF LOVE