Best Confusiongirl Poems


Perfect Picture

They're smiling at her
not with her 
as she walks down the hallway
her and her boo was a perfect picture.

So happy they seem to be 
the breakups
then makeups
like your average teens.

Suddenly he called it quits
was her ears deceiving?
was she dreaming?
she's not hearing it.

Her friends said she'll get through
but to watch as he walks away with another girl
was deeply killing her
how would they know what she was ready to do.

Why wasnt she able to catch on to him?
and what he was doing behind close closets
his love for her? hell! he lost it
she believed him over them.

Her friends didnt like him a lot
they said he's not your type
you know dogs, all they do is just bite
maybe or maybe not.

A good girl and a bad guy
sometimes mixed 
sometimes didnt
with him, she was shy.

No more is that good girl here
she had changed
she flirts and spits game
now he wants to be there.

His sexy creation
rocking his name
pleeease, nothing had changed
or maybe it was he imagination....
© Ms Renee  Create an image from this poem.

Don'T Care Anymore

I went for it knowing you might be different 
thought I was the one thought that I was special 
but when I am gone you are with her and I want to be her 
She is everything you want 
everything I am not 

She has those baby blue eyes that make me wanna cry 
because I know she has your heart and I am never gonna get it back now
I wish that you just see that the girl who loves you is right in front of you ohhh 

Its a Friday night 
I am sitting all alone
I sent a text and tried to call but I guess you are with that girl 
now tell me tell me 
what does she have that I don't 
was it that she is a model and I am just a girl next store huh huh 
well I don't care anymore because i am sick of sobbing on my bed thinking 
its alright its ok this boy will come eventually if he really loves me like he says

Blood Test

OH MAN WHY YOU LYING
YOU NO THEM KIDS AINT MINE
THE GIRL IS WHITE AS SNOW 
WHERE IS HER DADDY DO YOU NO 
I THINK YOU DONT I AM BLACK AS TAR
YOU NEED TO GO BACK TO THAT BAR
OR THINK OF WHO THAT MAN WAS IN THE BACK SEAT OF THAT CAR
OH DONT GET ME STARTED ON YOUR SON 
GAY THAN ALL OUTDOORS IM NOT THE ONE
YOU NO HE AINT MINE 
MAN GIRL YOU THINK IM BLIND
STEVIE WONDER CAN SEE THIS 
ALL THESE LIES GOT ME PISSED
LETS GET A BLOOD TEST I INSIST
© Allen Dean  Create an image from this poem.


Who Is This?

I awake from the same dream, that one when I heard you scream ,you sounded so close but 
surely not, In that dream there was fire, my hands are still hot, In this dream your running, 
running from me, but the ashes are heavy, so thick I cannot see,Let me help you little girl 
please come see, but when the girl turned around the girl was me........

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