You can call me a 1000 times a day

You can text me every minute of the day

Fact is I Don’t want you anymore

I gave you my heart and you saw it as a toy

You played me morethan a grand piano

Humiliation became my middle name

How did you think it was going to end huh

I always told you there was only one copy of myself

She sucked you dry

In rags you are now dragging yourself back to my life

Who told you I deserve filth

Well in case you didn’t know

I do not gulp back my vomit

Who is the garbage now

You are

A thing without taste

YOU ARE!

Get it threw your head skunk

It’s over