I want to know the exact truth What the hell do you think of me I want to know what you feel And I want you stop being so fony I hate when people are nice to your face But have stuff to say behind your back Why cant they just say what’s on their mind I could give them credit for that I’m tired of your un-womanish ways I’m sick of trying to make this work I’m done with kissing up to you Cause I know that I'm just kissing dirt I don’t need to know what you think of me Cause I hear it almost everyday Behind closed doors I hear the whispers To me you’re afraid to say I spit on the ground and curse your name You’re a pathetic waste of breath Your going to regret the things you did Cause you ain’t been through hell yet I’m going to watch and let you die With a grin upon my face While I light the match and pour the gas And forget you within days It takes a bitch to know a bitch And you’ve proven that so true So don’t ever call me one again Cause ill simply reply, ta hell with u
Reason for writing:
this person that i know is jus tlike that.. and that poem is to her.. i dont like you and it does take one to know one.. so there... plz comment
Birth sign: Virgo
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