You were the one who told me I deserved better
That if it didn’t work out with you I should still find better
But anytime you miss me, you call me and tell me you’re trying to kiss me
But you only miss me for profit
Many times you confirmed your soul is genuine but you can’t even be honest
I ask you how often you miss me and you respond often
Want to love me in June and disappear in August
You say you miss my face but I know you really miss my body
That’s when you become a nobody
You’re fooling everybody
But I know it’s for profit
Those secrets need to come out of the closet
Poetry & Self-Awareness 