Monet Bell

Rookie (October 29 / St. Louis, MO)

Moving On - Poem by Monet Bell

I wish some things would never happen
Like regret some things that's said
Still walk around playing and laughing
My actions can still be read
What you did was stupid and mean
Brought the anger upon yourself
I don't care if you're jealous or hurt
Cuz you did it like 'I need help'
No, help is what you need
My attention is what you lone for
You hit me clear and clean
So now were broke off by a closed door
I hate you is what I wanna say
Get out my freaking life
Most of the time you make my day
But you made me fuss and fight
With done with all this pain and confusion
I've found myself a true
I'm moving on and taking a chance
With 'one' but that one ain't you!

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, April 16, 2008



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