Lapse of Judgement

You call me ugly things
and I start to cry
you take my hand and look me in the eyes
and say baby Im sorry
Believe me I love you
I didnt mean it
Please believe me
and I say
bullshit bullshit
dont you lie to me
you dont love a thing
other than your self
bullshit bullshit
dont you even try
Ive caught you in your lies
and I aint forgiving you againnn
I say
bullshit bullshit
dont you lie to me
I saw you kissing her under neath the sycamore tree
dont even try to say it wasnt you
cause I saw your truck parked on the avenue.
bullshit bullshit dont you lie to me

Your poem sucks, and so do you
Hey look at me.
I'm a poet, too.
(: