Dirty Little Boyfriend
Tell me, what's the big deal?
With saying what you feel.
People say they don't mind,
but they flip the **** out
Every time.
Except this one chick,
she was swell.
I met her on the
Stairway to hell.
I said, my friend
I love you so!
She said
You thought I didn't know?
Now she's my dirty little girlfriend,
Apart we drew, a widened path
Why did I even have to ask?
I'm her dirty little boyfriend
Or at least I was,
some time ago.
Now the world seems to have changed
No one looks twice at my risky games.
I say and do what I choose,
Just like every other aimless youth.
React, I won't, to her embrace.
So blunt, the slaps upon my face.
She was my dirty little girlfriend.
Stupid, perhaps, but that's my style
Wish I'd forget you for a while
I was your dirty little boyfriend.
Now I'm just some weirdo on your
Block List!
Copyright © Samuel Durant | Year Posted 2014
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