No More
You say your replying to immaturity but what does that make you
You think your little rhymes are going to somehow make me blue
Baby girl I don’t think I'm better than you its something I know
Sweetie I’m number one I do nothing but glow
You say the talk is what’s holding you back
But I doubt it because real poetry is what you lack.
You say you can live without me and I’m happily fine with that
Because deep down we both know your just a selfish brat
I was honestly done with you when I wrote my last rhyme
So quite reading my stuff if you don’t like it because your just wasting time
I hope your happy because you ruined something that could have been good
because of you I’m staying away like my family told me I should
remember I’m not the one who came to you sweetie you texted me
and as soon as your number popped up on my screen a snake is what I could see
you say I’m oh so immature but who prank calls people for attention?
lovebug that’s old school come up with a new invention
you come at me with all these words and call me fake
but darling dear babygirl that’s a mistake
you call me a little girl and say I’m immature
home chick look in the mirror and you’ll know for sure
you say you have class and stepping to me wouldn’t be worth your while
come on now gurlie to come at me you’ll walk for miles and miles
you know absolutely nothing about me you think you do
and sadly you missed out on a friend who would have always been there a friend so true
so I’m done with your crap and I’m done with you
so maybe when you decide to grow up we can start anew
Copyright © Jonay Washington | Year Posted 2009
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