You made me bring a bag boy,
you were such a drag boy.

You forgot to grow into
a man boy, you hit 30
and you passed go awhile ago
but you didn’t collect the $200
before you stole my heart boy,
now your broke and
I am beating bleeding
on the floor boy.

You made me bring a bag boy,
you broke my back all for
a drag boy.

You’re no man, you’re a drag
in a bag boy.

The smudges you left behind are
following my shadow like
a drag boy.

Now I am fighting your ghost.

©️ 2023 By Amanda Shelton