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When Kindness Is Your Enemy Based On True Events
I guess I had the looks the charm and charisma
to attract the sort of girl who lacked a character
when kindness is seen as flirtation obsession does occur
in one moment you showed more than any man’s shown her
so much so she now believes there must be an attraction
starved of any follow up she soon springs into action
interfering with your life as if you’ve become shy
while you just do the social thing, simply reply
but this is seen as so much more than it could ever be
at this time she’s telling people “he’s so in to me”
when girls are giggle about two people in a tree
every time I look around she’s somewhere in the crowd
accidental eye contact before I turn around
an hour with my back turned then I hear her sound
seeking confirmation she believes can be found
as I’m not the sort of person to ignore her presence
my acknowledgement becomes a sign that she invents
now demands we watch her dancing her dance upon the stage
so we all gather round waiting to see this grand display
the second she appears her eyes locked upon my way
as she starts to move around her eyes don’t they just stay
right on me uncomfortably I turn and walk away
exiting the building to show her it’s not okay
hoping she might realise I’m not interested
outside a few seconds go by she appears aggressive
angry as I didn’t watch, (she still ain’t got the message)
saying I’ve upset her, totally obsessive
when I’m not around her she’s on Facebook all possessive
commenting on all my posts even ones she’s not connected
far beyond the boundaries of what’s socially accepted
all the while my utter disgust remains undetected
can I just take this moment to remind you and rewind
I am being stalked and my mistake was being kind
the rejection she’s now living is hellbent on revenge
starts to play the victim still comments to no end
on the day I give it back they jump to her defence
making her emotional with my words far too intense
now remember they were told of the romance that she could sense
and that’s what they believed, just her warped view of events
but in reality there was no flirtatious connection
just some fruity nut cake believing in her own imagination
who for six long months harassed me, a constant interjection
before hurling abuse my way when I showed no affection
When it ends..
She’s seen the victim, I’m seen as the cause
nasty beyond reason, showing no remorse
And what is the lesson of it all?
Don’t be kind, be horrible!
Copyright ©
Nick Trim
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