once again i’ve been betrayed.
i’ve gotten used to quickly give away
but when it’s her, it hurts.
we are opposites, i thought.
but looked, i saw a mirror.
we are so alike.
down to the black MK bag, though mine classier.
i try to think i’m superior; more refined
then how come she gets what i want?
she invited me to a party,
dress code was black & gold.
i looked down at my black bag, i can wear that at the party.
but the details are silver.
then, i looked at hers:
gold.
that is the difference between us,
i give away and act as the better person.
but she comes out on top.
i wear silver but she wears gold.
Jul 6, 2023
Jul 6, 2023 at 1:32 AM UTC
once again i’ve been betrayed.
i’ve gotten used to quickly give away
but when it’s her, it hurts.
we are opposites, i thought.
but looked, i saw a mirror.
we are so alike.
down to the black MK bag, though mine classier.
i try to think i’m superior; more refined
then how come she gets what i want?
she invited me to a party,
dress code was black & gold.
i looked down at my black bag, i can wear that at the party.
but the details are silver.
then, i looked at hers:
gold.
that is the difference between us,
i give away and act as the better person.
but she comes out on top.
i wear silver but she wears gold.
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