But some days, some days I'm afraid to kiss you. I swear one day I'll find her tongue in your mouth then I'll feel that pain when you know what they don't think you know and I'll pull away.
My hand will form a fist before I can think and I'll be bound to seek her out I'll swear to take a stake to her, somebody stop this ***** she's taking my man.
But, Lord, its only a ride to school Shut the **** up Liz its his choice
but why why didn't he tell me why didn't he bother to mention that this **** is sitting in the seat you held me in is taking my place
and now now this is tearing my brain apart I swore I wouldn't be the jealous girlfriend We promised to give space and freedoms that were missed in the past while my brain screamed NO no
Stop I don't want to hear your excuses and your lies you know what you did with her last night She's slept with sixteen men stop and think for a second don't you want peace when you're dead?
Apparently. apparently not.
It helps the flow if you read it SLAM style. Didn't really edit this poem, just kinda typed it.