Unchanged

This is an old poem. I wrote it when I was a sinner.




He spoke to me, 
After ignoring me, 
When he found another. 
Married was she. 
He didn't care. 

I was nothing, 
Suddenly I'm something. 
I bet he tells her the same. 
Whose to blame? 
I hate them both! 

His drivers licence now gone, 
Suddenly I'm here again. 
I must have disappeared! 
I mean how could I not have? 
He didn't see me? 

Now he does! 
I'm visible once more! 
Wow what a change! 
Oh poor you, 
Do you need me? 

I'm sorry. 
Well at least you have her. 
What's that, you need me too? 
Well isn't that convenient! 
Oh what to do? 


I'm so sick, 
I'm blue, 
From being used, 
And most of all, 
I'm tired of you. 

I still love you though. 
I still care, 
And I want to be there. 
I have to guard my heart, 
Even when we are apart. 

I don't want to hurt you. 
Even though you hurt me. 
I still have to be steal. 
I have to be real. 
I can't let myself feel. 

I may try to help you. 
Will it hurt? 
Can I be more then dirt? 
I don't want to be with you, 
not anymore, it's untrue. 

You want change! 
Why you can't even be my friend, 
Unless you get something in the end. 
What will I do? 
I am not a fool !!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 

By Bernice Bowling