Miss Understood Poem by Barbara Marquez

Like the rarest rose with a broken stem
i'm here alone taken for granted again
you took your torch and melted my heart right in front of me
you tore me apart and made it look so easy
i was so in love and you were the star of the show
like the end of a series you left me hanging
its the end of the episode
you said its my fault so i look at myself and wonder how could it be
i was locked inside your heart till you set me free
this happened before and you said you were done doing it for good. im here with the label Miss Understood.
as i sit here writting about You
i start to wonder if your feelings were ever true
remeber you took me for granted
when your heart wasnt here you killed a part of me
now im just that whisper in your ear.