You’re beating me up
From the inside out
When you leave
Post of you and him
You’re treating me
Like I’m doing this to myself
By being on your Facebook
I should block you on Facebook
But I can’t…
Growing up and getting over it
I’m not over it
So I guess I’m stuck at 27
I’ll forever be 27
I’ll hate you first
Before I get past it
I’ll forever be 27
Forever be 27…
Forever be…
Just look at what you’re wearing
You’ve got 93 comments
And I’m one of them
Look at what I’m doing to myself
I don’t want anyone else
Liking your photos
But I can’t stop what you seek
This attention
I thought I was complimenting you enough
In your messages
You don’t need those things
That they say
I say things so much better
As a poet, you get my words in every way
I wanted you in every way
Everyday…
I’m trying
But Growing up and getting over it
It seems so impossible
I’m not over it
So I guess I’m stuck at 27
I’ll forever be 27
I’ll hate you first
Before I get past it
I’ll forever be 27
Forever be 27…
Forever be…
*Sakari*
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