tell me how you feel 

is it like a roller coaster, butterflies?

 or is it a trip to school?

when we talk it’s like you’re forced to take a test 

but yet you do it everyday 

because you love me 

but do you really? 

because the way i want to be loved 

doesn’t fit your description 

and i want to be loved

in action 

not words copied and pasted 

from their google search of 

“how to get into her pants”

because that’s what you did 

you told me you loved me 

and i believed it

as you pushed my head to your belt 

i believed it 

when i said “no” and you said “yes” 

i believed it

when you left right after you we were done 

and i really began to believe it

when the gift waited for me 

but then i stopped believing 

when you did the same to other girls 

and i stopped believing 

when my empty room felt cold 

and i stopped believing when you didn’t care to ask how my day was

because 

my day wasn’t fine,

i cried three times,

i wanted to die about 6 

and my day wasn’t fine

when i watched you believe in another girl 

and my day wasn’t fine, 

when i realized you didn’t love me 

and never will