Pain and Sorrow
I totally don't think is a poem, but whatever, I need a way to get my emotions ouy tell me what u think.
Who was there when she broke your heart? Me. Everyone just left me to pick up the pieces of your broken heart. So who was there when you took my heart, ripped it out and stomped on it? Let me tell you no one, just myself. I actually believed you when you told me you liked me, but now you want to know what I think of you? I think that you're a selfish pig who just wanted to see what it was like to take my heart and break it and then rub it in my face. You could have any girl that you want but you go to her the one that broke your heart the first time. Tell me, who's going to be there when she breaks your heart again? Who's going to pick up the pieces next time?
Who was there when she broke your heart? Me. Everyone just left me to pick up the pieces of your broken heart. So who was there when you took my heart, ripped it out and stomped on it? Let me tell you no one, just myself. I actually believed you when you told me you liked me, but now you want to know what I think of you? I think that you're a selfish pig who just wanted to see what it was like to take my heart and break it and then rub it in my face. You could have any girl that you want but you go to her the one that broke your heart the first time. Tell me, who's going to be there when she breaks your heart again? Who's going to pick up the pieces next time?