Pity, pity, my poor baby,
Cry me a river of tears.
I know you must be hurting.
I see all of your fears.
Pity, pity, my poor baby,
They don't understand.
She loved you, but you didn't
It'd be wrong to take her hand.
Pity, pity, my poor baby,
Guess it’s just not fair.
This wasn't in your plans.
You didn't think she'd care.
Pity, pity, my poor baby,
Mess it up some more.
You need a reason to self-loath,
You foolish, selfish whore.
Pity, pity, my poor baby,
Still the victim now?
Break hearts with your stupid games
We won't ask you how.
'Cause pity, pity, my poor baby,
Not your fault at all.
It was no big deal to you.
You didn't think she'd fall.
And even if she did
Its not your fault your hearts so bitty
Your still the victim, right?
You still deserve our pity?
Author notes
This poem is a very angry one. My girlfriend of 4 years and I have just broken up. Please give me some useful feedback.
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I like this. It's a great poem. The rhyming is good, doesn't seem too forced. Wonderful job!
Sonya
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Whoa.
I really, really like this. It's like....wow. I can relate so completely. Totally bookmarking it.
Love!Mia~Check some of my work out.
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