Used

Sexy boy, with your rockstar life.
Your silence cuts through me like a knife.
But here’s the deal.
Let me get real.
I’ve got something to say, before I walk away.
Let me strike a chord.
Let my thoughts unfurl.
Listen to my words.
I am not your girl and I am not your whore.
Don’t you dare call me baby anymore.
All your honey words dripping off your tongue.
I knew it wouldn’t last with you.
I heard the lyrics sung.
Don’t you try to call me when loneliness sets in.
I’m not here to be your pleasure.
I’m not here to be your sin.
I’m not here to stroke your ego.
I’m not here to stroke your hair.
Because baby, I don’t give a fuck.
I really just don’t care.
I was just a conquest.
Just a prize you won.
And I know your game.
It’s breaking hearts before you run.
But baby, I’ve got news for you.
Read between the lines.
I used you just the same way too.
You were only a good time.

About VeraValentine

I am a writer who writes and chases the one thing that always seems to evade me; true love. For more insight into my mind and thoughts, please visit me on Facebook or Tumblr. https://www.facebook.com/Veravalentinethepoet http://poetveravalentine.tumblr.com View all posts by VeraValentine

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