poem_103_The_Bitch_that_I_Am

The heartbreaker who has not one of her own.

The girl who leads on guy after guy.

Am I really this horrible person I've been shown?

Apparently a person who I try to deny.



I've been told before how horrible I am.

By my parents, siblings, loves, and friends.

If this is so true then why live a sham?

Just put all to rest as well as my life?s end.



It would be best for everyone, would it not?

To just be rid of this horrid person I seem?

Pretty soon I will be forgot.

And be a thought no one shall dare dream.



I've hurt too many a soul.

And no one deserves my dealt.

Not even the person in which I console.

Should feel the whip of this harsh belt.



I must be as horrible

As they make me out to be

My character must be deplorable

For people to make such a decree



The bitch that I am.

The bitch that I know.

This bitch of me, damn,

Needs to leave this world and go.





Inspired by: Tylor E. Weaver

Created on: February 25, 2006 - 23:34

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