Jharlin Saloma

Bigger Man - Poem by Jharlin Saloma

why do you feel the need bring me down,
i can tell it brings pleasure to you life,
do you spend all you waking hours planning this?
and I've sat here endured all of it,
because the 'bigger man' must move on and not let it get to you,
it's funny how I'm the bigger 'man' and I'm the women and your the man,
it kills me to have to bite my tounge,
because i don't know that if saying something bugs you
or not saying something,
all have you know that i will stand up for myself at some point,
but i'll let god take care of the rest,
because my life is so much more than trying to ruin yours,
and heads up what your doing is childish and immature,
but what does a little boy know?

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, May 24, 2011

Poem Edited: Wednesday, May 25, 2011

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