For Love Or Money?
You say you love me, I say I don't know what I feel. You throw the money and maybe I
think this is real. Blinded by the light you spend more money then you know how to just
love. Why is it that you think you own me? I feel like i'm in love but with a guy whose
not you and i'm sorry to say I want to be a star but I don't need your change to help me
get to where I want to go. I'm independent and I fly on my own two wings, though you
might manicure them I still control the direction that they go in. Maybe if you would
calm down a little and stop flashing that money maybe I would be into you for more then
what to serve me. It's sad but true and I can't help what i'm feeling, I am no gold
digger so stop thinking you can buy me. I am special and unique and it won't take
crystall to pop the cork in me. I can feel the way he treats me and i'm falling so deep.
You better not start anything or I will have to x you out the picture for life, the only
reason I still talk to you is because well I don't. You stalk me everyone moment and i'd
hate to say your a bugaboo but your getting on my last nerves I just might call this
quits too. Don't you get the word no I will always choose love over money to me it's more
about the lust. Am I attracted to you? Well the real me would have to answer but as a
friends answer would say looks aren't everything. Take your money and take your dirty
footprints stop stepping on my life or next time when you come around I will make sure I
call the cops.
Copyright © Shahana Jackson | Year Posted 2005
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