Shakespeare's Little Mistake... Poem by Her Name Is Taylor

Your sonnet,
Your cry
and your beautiful work
Is whats going to make me forget
about where you were with her?

Your grin,
your hug
and your 'poems from above'
Is supposed to make me forget about
your secret love

So you think a little Shakespeare, Neruda or
creation of your own
Is going to let me be ok with the road that you chose?

Well, Shakespeare, I am not a character from your play
I am not Juliet, and I will not beg you to stay
This is not a skit that you can do over again,
though Im not Lady Macbeth, I am not conceited
I wont be your Hilary and you're name is not Bill
and you are not my fate, I dont have to deal with it
You may roll with the cutest of girls after dawn
but this scene is over, and my part has long gone