funny thing about online

i meet this guy from New York on April 30th

he swung lies mixed with truths because we were getting to know each other

once done that he complimented me on a daily like waking up for school 

i guess i was his first thought of everyday 

was because he dosent acknowledge me anymore 

and i waset hurt 

no not effected 

i guess now i just dissolve like a after thought 

maybe i never crossed his mind

maybe i was someone to talk to when he was bored 

and well you get what you wish for 

i got trapped in a room with no doors and suddenly i was wondering how i got here 

so if were not far enough ima make a bigger distance 

because my feelings are precious baby im a angel 

i wasent hurt by your miscommunication 

i was disapointed with your lack of considerence 

This poem is about: 
Me

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