Sugar Momma

“SUGAR MOMMY”

You’re a just a  piece of ****
A man whore & bag chaser
In need of a hit.
I thought I could handle it
But I can’t handle it.

I cant pretend to not have feelings
And that there’s no meaning 
In the things we said, and what we did
because I do and there is.

I ‘m so consumed by it
I can’t get you or it out of my head.
I made a fool of myself, over you
And your so not worth it 

I’m just so confused 
and I don’t understand,
Please help me understand!

Why would you pursue someone like me, 
when you have plenty of people to call friend.
What  was it from me you wanted
That you couldn’t get from someone else instead?

You just through me away and hurt me
Why because I have no hustle, sack or money
I can’t be your sugar Mommy?

Dummy, 
You gave that up the first night.
I now understand, you weren’t looking for a friend
Just some ends.. 
Never again!
THE END….
Copyright © | Year Posted 2012

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