He tells me to write
He tells me not to leave his side
He tells me how much he needs me
But its all for personal gain
He tells me to love his Mom
He keeps me safe and warm
Then leaves me all alone
Standing in the rain
Either I wasn't enough
Or I was too much in size
It really doesn't matter
When in vain I stride
Too familiar of a story
Its pain I don't deserve
Its love I only wish I had
Before I wake up alone
Only to realize
It wasn't worth the pain
It wasn't worth my time
It wasn't worth my energy
It was nothing more than
False hope
Self Deception
The enemy was me
He tells me all his wants
He tells me all his dreams
But at the end of an era
He didn't ever love me
That look in his eyes
Must have been love lies
That spark in his step
Must have been in my head
The way they notice how
He says my name
Was gossip because
His words are not the same
He tells me things that
Pull me close to
A heart I'll never have
Just to blast my feelings
As though I felt something wrong
Choking on emotions
That I can only regret
He tells me I'm worth something
But for the skinny white girl
I get tossed aside
Like last night's wilted salad
What goes on in darkness
Should be shown in light
But as for what he tells me
Something isn't right
Heart broken
Crushed on the floor
He'll tell me anything
To bring me back for more
Dangling my heart on threads
Crying alone in my bed
Wishing I didn't fall
Victim to what
He tells me
Kahala Lei
Blood Money Poets
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