A New Woman
I HATE IT'S YOUR GETAWAY
All I wanted was a dance.
I never wanted to enhance.
All i ever needed was a touch.
I never wanted you to be mine as such.
All i ever asked for was a little thing.
So why break off in a sweat letting me break the redness of my cheeks out in a rush while my cousin was about to sing.
Now everyone thinks i deliberately walked out on her thinking she was really bad.
So look at all you can do instead of discussing it later on when you're more calmer than just a tad.
I just wanted a dance.
I never wanted to show you will be mine, i knew you never liked me that much to want to enhance.
So I knew where I stood.
I just hope to this day you see everything you did about this stupid thing- yes it may sound silly, but you have no idea what hell i went through in the end it was me who had to wash out the blood.
I stood in agony of her slit bleeding throat and cleaned the flood.
All because you made me burn with embarrassment and then she thought i thought she wasn't a good singer and i got grounded too.
DO you know what hell i went through?
NO, you'll never ever know what it's like to clean a loo.
You'll never know what it's like doing the chores, and the pain of slaving around dirty lovers and unclean mysteries slaving away.
hovering their crumbs of flaked skin.
Gross i know, but this is your stupid fault, you're a boy.
You act and think like a toy.
You think you can just say what you want and you never thought about what could have happened and you got away.
And i couldn't even get away with it, after i explained every inch their is to know and i cracked the thirst of all i had to say.
Dry and choked with no chance and what did i see in a fool like you.
Well i can't even believe you never knew what you did and you never even asked me how i felt, it's like this all meant nothing to you at all.
So here you're proud and tall.
There i am sad, pathetic, blind and short with a puppy on the side.
This is why i get the snide.
So i can't even protect myself against everyone now thinking i am the bad person, when i am really the victim, all pure.
you're the bad one and i sure.
yet i never could get away with it at all.
Here it all ends me with pigtails and ring in my nose and no way out of this stupid agony memory that repeats it's self.
Over and over and over again and the picture stuck, collecting gray bunnies up on my shelf.
I never wanted to enhance.
All i ever needed was a touch.
I never wanted you to be mine as such.
All i ever asked for was a little thing.
So why break off in a sweat letting me break the redness of my cheeks out in a rush while my cousin was about to sing.
Now everyone thinks i deliberately walked out on her thinking she was really bad.
So look at all you can do instead of discussing it later on when you're more calmer than just a tad.
I just wanted a dance.
I never wanted to show you will be mine, i knew you never liked me that much to want to enhance.
So I knew where I stood.
I just hope to this day you see everything you did about this stupid thing- yes it may sound silly, but you have no idea what hell i went through in the end it was me who had to wash out the blood.
I stood in agony of her slit bleeding throat and cleaned the flood.
All because you made me burn with embarrassment and then she thought i thought she wasn't a good singer and i got grounded too.
DO you know what hell i went through?
NO, you'll never ever know what it's like to clean a loo.
You'll never know what it's like doing the chores, and the pain of slaving around dirty lovers and unclean mysteries slaving away.
hovering their crumbs of flaked skin.
Gross i know, but this is your stupid fault, you're a boy.
You act and think like a toy.
You think you can just say what you want and you never thought about what could have happened and you got away.
And i couldn't even get away with it, after i explained every inch their is to know and i cracked the thirst of all i had to say.
Dry and choked with no chance and what did i see in a fool like you.
Well i can't even believe you never knew what you did and you never even asked me how i felt, it's like this all meant nothing to you at all.
So here you're proud and tall.
There i am sad, pathetic, blind and short with a puppy on the side.
This is why i get the snide.
So i can't even protect myself against everyone now thinking i am the bad person, when i am really the victim, all pure.
you're the bad one and i sure.
yet i never could get away with it at all.
Here it all ends me with pigtails and ring in my nose and no way out of this stupid agony memory that repeats it's self.
Over and over and over again and the picture stuck, collecting gray bunnies up on my shelf.
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I HATE IT`S YOUR GETAWAY
I HATE IT`S YOUR GETAWAY