Last Nite

So in light of some of the shit I lightweight heard last nite, i wrote a poem. within like 3 minutes.

Last Nite

I was called a bitch

By the man which whom i fell in love with

Said that he was through with this

Last Nite

I was accused of cheating

But the way I see it, if you worried about your chick

The way you paid attention to every other bitch

You wouldn't have had to worry about me even thinking about someone else's dick

Last Nite

I had an epiphany

Finally opened my eyes and took the time to think deep and realize 

Maybe, Perhaps you weren't good for me

Last Nite

I was PISSED

I'm way too intelligent, wanted, young, and focused

To have to keep going through the ups and down that came with this

Last Nite

I was hurt deep

Besides the unappreciated feeling

Mad as shit that you determined that I'd creep

But before Last Nite

You were mine

I was yours

And yes, I knew about the other chick(s)

But never did I complain

I sat back and took notes

So I wouldn't every fall victim of the game

Emotionally empty

And you're to blame

Because Last Nite you showed your true colors

And we'll never be the same.