"Text Sessions #4"

 

By Abpoetry

I just met another dummy inna' complication,
why y'all online looking for a situation?
Why give energy to a damned conversation?
If you wasn't feelin' me why put this in your occupation?
So much trauma filled women runnin' roun' in this
nation,
Talking about they want something genuine,
Bitch you clickbait, you been fake,
Counterfeiting men to be something that you could disdain,
Okay I'm getting ghosted again, no motherfuckin surprise,
And if you think I'm butthurt , you need to open your eye,
No longer talking to loc'd girls , they confidence is dry,
A sick imitation of the healed , no you are not lefteye,
Get tired of being a angelic soul suspended giving love
when it need be, but they don't ever give it back,
Actually scratch that , you did give love to my artistic powers in this poetry just to expose a dumbass,
It hurts me deeply because I thought women were smarter than us enough to analyze who could be good and who could be absolute,
All I wanna do is meet all walks of life and tidy up my
little trail before it has enough time to reach the
real you.