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I’m not blind or stupid

You’re not into me and you’re refusing it

You tell me you like me, that I’m your type,

The perfect cup of tea, you’d like to try

But in my eyes I see a man who’s bored,

not sure on who to accessorize

Feeling as though he needs to show off some prize

Just to feed his own arrogant pride

A man who’s sure of his choice

To leave a weak minded girl wanting for more

But you’ve striked the wrong girl

I’m not weak, in need,

Or some random girl craving a show

To be put to believe I’ve become scorned

& I will not be that muse you’ve been aching to screw

Not the girl who’s looking for emotions to be shared just to be left with feelings of blues

So you can go on and find another fool

One who’s blind that’ll entertain you’re damn good lies

dumb enough to believe your a great man with a good motive to tie

But It was nice to see you give it a try

Now all I have left to say is

Goodbye my eerie bold guy

Art By: Phil