A Poem about being Duped..again and again and again and again and again and….
I've tried to tell you....about him
But all you can do is look away with that stupid grin
I walked out of the room, and when I looked back
She was staring at me, while she pulled a cigarette out of her pack
'He's changed. He's been going to these groups'
I rolled my eyes and thought "your being duped"
One vicious cycle goes into another
And you still think of him
As your homie, friend and lover?
Girl, don't you hear yourself? You sound real fucked up
Lie after lie, spilling over his...
how many is it now? Oh yeah his 12th cup.
Let me stop, shaking my head, I digress..
As I watched you put on that super tight dress
"I love date nights, don't you?" she said with a grin.
All I could think was
A Pair of Lips Can Say Anything....
