CHEAP
By - Adrian Piedra Martinez
Till this day, memories reign free
Didn’t matter when and what I did
It wasn’t your desire my company to keep
That’s when I knew the truth
My love to you was cheap
That’s ironic don’t you think?
You asked me to stay, I did
I should have left to the big city
When instead I hid
My baby liked to have control
My baby my love sold
No one ever taught us how to love
So here we are
No one ever taught us how to love
Now its war
If you’re going to break my heart
At least do it to my face
Don’t lie when I ask,
I know you know I know the truth babe
I call out your wrongs
Yet you dare to call me crazy
Then break my sight
Kick me out of your place because you’re lazy
Every morning you wake
Causing an earthquake
I’m tired of your heat
I’m tired of your cheats
There’s nothing more I want
Get out please
That’s ironic don’t you think?
You asked me to stay, I did
I should have left to the big city
About the Creator
ADRIAN PIEDRA MARTINEZ
Poetry that tingles your fingertips and sizzle's your veins through heavenly pain.
SHE/THEY - CUBAN - 24
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