No More
All those times you told me
Every word you ever said to me
It was a lie
Trying to mistify
My mind just to make me hurt
Make me feel like dirt
Putting all I can into a fake man
You say I was nothing
Well what was I then
Just a toy
For a little boy
That can't be counted on
Well you're a pretty good con
You tricked me
You're a little boy a man never to be
Copyright © Amber Courter | Year Posted 2010
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