Its Ironic Poem by Takiyah Penny

its ironic that the person that i want to have children with has eight brothers and sisters, and tells me my life is too much and then moves to Alton
out of all the places you could go, i thought you would have chose somewhere that you know
im always up too late, i worry about you all alone, in that place you call your home
i promise i wont get known for doing something crazy, cause no man wants to hear stories about his lady
i know they say that first love is the sweetest, but that first cut is the deepest, i treid to keep us together, but you were busy keeping secrets, secrets that you were telling everyone but me, dont be fooled honey, im still young and unlucky
im just surprise you couldnt tell i was only trying to get ahead, but if the spotlight makes you nervous
i was only looking for a purpose, a purpose to keep us together, a purpose that i have yet to find, isnt tha ironic