Captivator Captive

If you were my own

I'd take you home and keep you

Into the corner

The place where I'd ask who

Currently has your heart

I'll end their life so quickly

Simply tear her apart

I'll carve out your organs

To share with no one else

Those little whores with tans

Can understand my words

This boy is mine

And every strand of hair

With this poem, with each line

I tightly pull you closer

A tear slides down your perfect cheek

Fear of what love I have to share

Secretly, love is what you seek

You bottle up inside

Unbeknownst feelings

Decisions always hard

Staring up at empty ceilings

Thinking of a better place

Or maybe a better girl