(I was very very Angry when i wrote this poem in no offense and based on a real event the person is revealed at the end xx)
groups of certain guys are all fake
It is all for attention
All because you think we are better off
Not knowing some British born people are made redundant
Live on benefits from the government paid by people who work hard and lose their money to taxes
she did know the dream but to remember so well
A beautiful handsome guy in a really snappy suit
Beautiful specs bringing out your features
The smile was it genuine or was it not
Though she woke up feeling happy from the feelings she felt
She had to wait to see what really was the reality behind your fantasy
Standing on a stage in shiny shoes you come closer...
The smile you smile and the dream she dreamed in a deep sensational sleep
Only to find you are a faker the way you spoke to her was desrespectful
She a wholesome goodness of sunshine you made her set
into your ways
The ways of which she felt sick and guilt
From what she had revealed
Some cultures do not care but from everything she knew her culture is to hide everything
Not to even speak of a single word and he would respect her and see the mother of his child and not some cheap internet slap
The girl in all innocence liked the cheeky grins and silly faces though she knew she was in the deep
Cried from her mistake to reveal her ponytail and her largest organ
Was the strands not enough you wanted more so she believed the fake language
The sweet voice like you'd eaten a pack of chalk down by a blackboard
Her innocence and nativity to believe you would marry and support her like you said you loved her
She sent you money and supported your studies and your business and in the end you turn off the apps
No more whatsapp... facebook you ignored, tango deleted, skype ignored by always online
Who would it be this time
She calls on viber and no answer even with credits you still ignored her
Her heart broke and her tears began to stain her bedsheets
The cuts began on her wrists staining her perfectly wooden floors her fabric sofa
No clue to how she was feeling you just got what you wanted out of her and then you chucked her
She thought to herself "Will i ever learn"
"Why am i so stupid" ...
Yet the reality is she isn't weak or stupid for being too kind and forgiving
You are the one who is stupid having played a beautiful and wonderful wholesome girl with a white heart
How could you ever play with such a heart
You evil manipulative fools prowl social media feeling proud while you should feel ashamed of yourselves
How would your Lord Almighty feel and what would you say when judgement comes for you hurting his creations
She now is in touch with her friends and her family
She is closer to her lord after years of therapy and hurt but the cracks are finally fading slowly but surely she will always smile
This is how we love to see her smiling and happy ...
(Very Ashamed of what i did but i am not perfect and nobody should pretend to be perfect I did stupidly think this person loved me and i was very idiotic)
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