What It's Become Poem by Nicole Arishenkoff

What It's Become



You look at me all you do is lie
You become what I hate,
what I despise.
Empty promises you made
Just to give my hopes up until the last day.
Just thinking for yourself this I can understand,
It's just your nature being a typical man.
Next time before you choose to hurt me
give me a heads up 'cause then I can leave.

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