At five I think I had a little problem I'd torture grasshoppers Pull off their legs and just leave em there.... At ten When everybody had their little "boyfriends" Being the slut I am I had two at once And after we had gotten back from vacation I told one that we had broken up, he just didn't remember- I lied. My Junior year I was pestered and pestered To go out with some guy- My friends talked me into it He was so happy -he worshipped me-, I treated him like shit. Broke his heart-he didn't date until four years after it. Now here I am Knowing that I shouldn't drag this on But like the grasshopper I want to see how you handle it, I get a sick kick out of it And like my little friend when I was five I'd like too see that dumb look on your face And that date in eleventh grade- I want to hurt you and make you pay.
Reason for writing:
Please don't hold this poem against me. I am usually a very caring and sweet person....just don't get on my bad side. lol
Birth sign: Gemini
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