Guys

I sit here and dwell on this boy i loved so well, he treated me like sh!t and hit me with his fist, i knew when the time was here, cuz he would look at me with that flare, i knot its fuked up, but i cant leave him cuz i love him to much, but every time he hits me, i think of what my bestfreind tolled me, \" No guy is worth crying for, and the one that is wont make u cry\", so the moral of this poem is \" dont fuk with a guy, unless he dont make u cry!

this poem is dedicated to all the gurls that has had their boyfreinds beat them!!