Back To Her Bed Poem by Lindsay King

i was mad at him
cause he didnt give me any answers
that would satisfy this need
i was screaming and kicking
as he shoved me away
and he went back to her bed
i wanted to know
i was dying to know
what wasn't good enough in me

sure she may be pretty
and she'll squirm your in bed
screaming your name
but what about
all the things you said
oh the things you promised me
she might pull her hair
and wear her clothes revealing
but i cared
oh i genuinely cared

so i'm 20 now
and things are changing
and all i can think of
is you how you didn't call
to wish me the best
when you said you really cared
oh what is it in her
that is so appealing
is it her enticing stare
those pretty little fingers
the instability
that drags you down
the neediness
the greed
the fact that she squirms your in bed
oh i enjoyed you too much
held you within me too much
oh it just couldn't have been

but oh, what i wouldn't give to be her