What I thought was going to be a pleasure,
Actually ended up as a deceitful leisure,
Never ever, will you creep your way back in,
Cos this time the door is shut for good,
Go back to your foolish life of being a hood,
I've given up on my hope and faith in you,
Fool me once shame on you,
Fool me twice shame on me,
Only this time I have come out as the winner,
'Turns' out your nothing but a thieving sinner,
What a lucky escape, from your wreaking havoc and state,
Although it hurts so much, i will miss you and your clutch,
but when it comes to a certain point of family or friends,
it feels like your whole world ends,
I'll get over you in time,
Someday I will realise that my friends were right..you're nothing but a slime,
But until then, my weepy sorrows mourne,
Wishing for those precious moments of when you had me in your arms,
Why are these tears never ending?
I feel like my whole world and life is bending,
towards a steep and slippery slope,
I guess my job now is to steer away from that slippery slope,
and realise that I am better off without you.
But the hardest question of all is... How am I meant to shut out half of my soul?
Aislinn Armstrong
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/greener-grass-on-my-own-side/
