I wrote this poem a while back about how some things in life don't always go the way we plan. It also is to speak how people often fail to known the amount that they actually effect people in life. Don't always assume, but because people do it anyway it sometimes inspires a poem.

NOT BROKEN

You think that you got me

You think that you broke me,

You think that you own me

You think that you control me.

You were completely wrong

You didn’t know anyone could be that strong.

You on the other hand made it very clear,

You were the real jerk here.

You went around crying telling your sad tale,

You wanted sympathy but you decided to bail.

You wasted my time

You wasted my feelings

You wasted my kisses

You wasted my texts

You wasted my insecurities

You wasted my trust.

You said you were sorry and cried

You were the one that lied.

You said you were ready

You wanted something steady

You committed to me

You then decided to flee.

You let go and there is no going back,

You run circles around me instead of being on your life track.

You wanted me to be pushed down

You wanted me to look like a clown

You wanted me to give up hope

You wanted me to walk around and mope.

You didn’t care about my plans or my dreams,

You don't understand it would seem.

You should know all about my brain

You boys tend to run just when it begins to rain.

You are scared of my established identity,

You couldn't face reality

You are a boy

I am

A women.