You Really Want To Know?

It was how I felt but w/e…
He acts like everything’s ok
Yet he sits there and keeps flirting with her
Miss perfect, America’s next top model
I could ring her neck!

Her voice; like nails on a chalkboard
Her face; she’s got two
I understand, she has a hard life
With one parent
I couldn't bare it
But is it necessary
Necessary to fuck with my life
Necessary to flaunt & batt your eyelashes in his direction
What did I do to you
You play with him like a toy
Then slam his hand in the door

He asks what’s wrong
He asks are you ok

This is my reply
It’s what he makes of it

By Courtny Jacob
Published: 5/2/2008

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