You tell me you love me...
Then you say you don’t care...
But then at the end of the day you show your friends my underwear... You say you got me in bed…
That’s a shame…
That im suddenly your claim to fame…
But you don’t know the pain…
of being shunned and hearing rumors and lies…
You make me cry... myself to sleep every night…
Despite how it feels to know your a liar…
It would be ok…
If only the consequences weren’t so dire...
Onyx Blake
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/tell-me-lies/
