So...yeah, we're not writing poetry in my English 1 Honors class until some time next week, but I decided to try and write something about what I chose as my subject. Sucks that I can't change the subject... He and I We were in love, crazy in fact Crazy for each other Inseparable, unforgettable, caring I missed him every minute of the day And he loved me for who I was Or so I thought... He used me to his heart's content And no longer enjoyed talking to me His behavior changed oh so much I walked to my classes in the morning And to the buses in the evening All alone... Why did he hate me? I told him how I felt He told me that he would try, Try so hard to change back To the boy I knew and loved But what happened the next day? Like an ant on the sidewalk, He crushed me and left me to die I knew it would happen The pain and loneliness of heartbreak can kill anyone I convince myself to find someone better, But I'm still a little crazy Crazy for him, the boy that used me The boy that nearly killed me And he doesn't even care. Yeah, it sucks. And there's no certain rhythm with it and such, so yeah.
