Christopher Biddle

Im Done Wit You

IM DONE WIT UR GAMES

IM DONE WIT UR LIES

IM DONE WIT ALL DA TIMES U MADE ME CRY

ON MY LIST OF WHAT I GOTTA DO

MY VERY FIRST ONE IS TO FORGET BOUT U

AND U DONT WANT ME SO WHO U TRYIN TO FOOL

IT MAKES IT REALLY HARD WEN I SEE UR FACE

HOW CAN I FOR GET U IF I SEE U EVERY DAY

REMINISCIN ON THE DAYS WE USED TO CHILL AND KIK BACK

I BE YEARNIN FOR U GURL I WANT U SO BAD

I DID ALL THESE LITTLE THINGS JUST TO GET UR ATTENTION

BUT NOW U GOTTA MAN I GUESS I WASNT A SELECTION

I WAS LOOKIN FOR UR AFFECTION

WHILE UR LOOKIN FOR PERFECTION

UR MAN AINT ALL THAT GREAT SO WHY U KEEP PRETENDIN

BUT IM JUS TRYIN TO STAY KOO; I JUST STAY ON MY GRIND

BUT IT MAKES IT REALLY HARD WHEN U RUNNIN THROUGH MY MIND

IT HAPPENS EVERY DAY LIKE ALL THE TIME

FROM EARLY IN THE MORNING TO LATE AT NIGHT

Poem Submitted: Thursday, November 27, 2008
Poem Edited: Tuesday, December 16, 2008

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