i'm so confused
you confuse me
you're so confusing
but maybe i'm reading into it too much
and maybe my friends are wrong too.
you make me feel like an attraction
when you're bored,
you play with my head
i hate your girlfriend
or rather
i hate that you have a girlfriend
the way you talk to me
the way you text me
i thought there was something
a little piece left of what used to be
but i must have been wrong
you're back with her,
she's even your wallpaper.
i told you i didn't want to hear about it anymore
all of it
the girl problems
but you talked to me about her anyway
and i reminded you not to talk to me about it
and you continued
do you enjoy it?
because i don't.
i feel used
you say you use girls for attention, is that what i am to you?
a way to get some attention?
that doesn't make me feel good
not at all
it makes me feel used.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem