The first time i saw him i drowned in his eyes
A beautiful sight and so many butterflies
Feelings flushing trough
But my only question was “who?”
Who is that man?
In one second my plan began
He needed to be mine
Even though i was a five and he was a nine
My mind made up many situations
When he and I were on the greatest vacations.
Swimming through the atlantic sea
Even though the ocean and i never agreed
He wasn't like the other boys in my class
They were always trying to break my glas
The funniest things they knew was to harass
But this man's flag was as green as grass.
He smiled at me
I smiled back
I count to three
And think to myself “Abow he is such a snack”
i look away
To some girl that says “hey”
“What are you looking at?”
“Don't you remember you look like a rat?”
She loudly said
And my soul went dead
No hope left
Maybe it was for the best
I would never forget
Always used and stepped on like a cigarette
He would never want a rat like me
I had to let it be
It would never be him and i
I had to say goodbye
But don't she understand that her words cuts like knives
And there were no longer no butterflies
Stomach hurting
My heart is burning
Even though he still sat there
With his wonderful hair
I didnt even dare
No one wanted me and on that i could swear.
Fri vers (Spoken word/Slam)
av Truepoetry
Publicerad 2022-11-04 00:55