Tan AKA ECTS

Ripped heart

 

You are jus a girl driven to  desperation by months ,and months ,of indifference...

So your  head is hitting yo heart.

 U tryin to think of these ideas

Buh these are still designs

  The world breaks evryone

    The richer the poor

    The brave the weakest

If t doesn't break uu t kills the ones that are immune to breakage

 

      Yo Tshirt is ripped, yo jean is reaped,

So u walk down e way saging yo pants thinkin ts style, buh these are still designs,

 Yo feelings are torn apart, buh t still matches bcoz the unknown is ripped..

       So u wish u were a sister to this boys sister, so u can gve advice on love vultures

   Vultures that sucks yo happiness, pretending to be sweet coz u in bed.

 

   Text u if u are home good, bcoz it knows tt u walkin down the road of sorrow,

So u wish to love bcoz love is a force tt can change the world ,

U want to have smething not bcoz u want to win but bcoz winning is a want.

All yo needs is wah u need ,

 

 U wish u cldnt cry in pain , buh rather smile for problems , en cry bcoz of happiness,

  U wish u can not die buh jus live,

U wish to live young wild and free forevr, u hate t so much wen u thnk of being a mother, e biggest responsibility u cn evr had, buh u love t so much wen u r in bed, e welcome party of irresponsibility,

Well to avoid it jus die young wild and free..

And see if e world cn honour u fr bein a coward...

      So Yo heart is constantly aching

U blame choices fr bein chosen

Sme choices were made bfre u were even born,

  Ere is so much wrestling, u textin lies, tt u are in bed coz u love so much to b lyc yo frends ,You hate yo parents

So u thnk u cn fix evrythng wth yo cleavage , I jus hope u dnt call e cops.

U nevr understand e designs of tym,

   Yo mom almost stroked wen u were 9, and u act confused on wts better to love or to be loved??

 

   Wen u all lost it is when u  were thinkin , tt e ripped heart is of e girl in ths poem , buh it is of the person who ripped ths girl to fit in ths poem.

Ths is still a love poem anyways