The Truth is..

The Truth is..

A Poem by The Mystery Girl

Thought's fill your head
your confused,
you are lost.
That's the point isn't it?
Feeling like your doing right
when in reality your wrong
you made yourself vulnerable
until you had nothing left to offer
you did this to your self
because you felt
loved
needed
and important
truth is they wanted
your money
your car
your homework
now your broke.
you cant drive
you don't even do your own homework
your forgotten 
love, they never needed you
they used you.
you were blind, you gave them everything
till you lost yourself
to the point of no return

© 2018 The Mystery Girl


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The Mystery Girl
The Mystery Girl

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I just love to write. When I get free time I let my pencil hit the paper and see what comes out . I never really plan what I’m going to do next. more..

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