I wrote her off for the tenth time today,
And practiced all the things I would say.
She came over, I lost my nerve,
I took her back and made her dessert.
I know, Im being used,
That's ok, because I like the abuse.
I know, she's playing with me,
That's ok cause I got no self esteem.
We make plans to go out at night,
I wait 'til 2 and I turn out the light.
This rejections got me so low,
She keeps it up and I might tell her 'Go! '
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem