Guys Know How To Lie To Get What They Want Poem by mona martinez

you tell me i'm special,
you warm me up to you,
tell me i don't deserve that,
that i am a nice girl,
i deserve better,
and it wasn't long,
until you did the same to me,
the only difference was,
you pretended to be,
a guy that cared,
i can't lie,
i seen it coming,
seen what you wanted me for,
but yet i kept coming back,
all of your jokes you made,
were clear as day,
and yet i ignored them,
pretend it didn't bothered me,
it caught up to me,
just like it always does,
but only it hitted harder,
i don't know why,
maybe becuz i believe the lies,
i believe them to a point,
where i let my guard down,
and i'm the one hurt again,
i continue to put my situations,
that i know are wrong,
but it like i'm addicted to it,
maybe i am looking for more than i say,
i don't want to be used just for sex,
guys love calling me their baby,
it's sickening,
i don't like it,
but i like the role i play,
when i'm talking to them,
i'm that girl that's in control,
but really,
it like i have none.