My heart ache
When your around
And it messed up
How my eyes always seems to
drift to you
Even when I don't want to
look at you
It's bittersweet to
even think about you
I think it messed up how
you screwed me over
You knew I liked you
Played those damn mind games
Filled me up with false hopes
In the end of it all
You made me the fool
But I didn't even get to the
messed up part yet
No what's messed up is all mine
and my hearts doing
Cause it didn't seem to matter
how much you hurt me
I still kind of care for you
When your not in class
I wonder where you be
If you finily grow up
If you got over the
Whole I'm a bad boy thing
Everyone else may be fooled
But I'm not
I never said it out loud but
I can think of a ton nice things
to say about you
You can't even think of one for me
That's messed up
You throw my heart around
Intill it was black and blue
I can't help but love you
With my bruise jacked up heart
That's what's messed up
Messed up
This poem use to be called fucked up but I had to change it because quizilla take my first up one because I swear too much in it. So here what I guess you can call the clean version.Did you like this poem? Write one of your own!
