The Girl Poem by Mahfooz Ali

Why is she still there?
Talking to her i just cant bear.
I gave her my heart. She gave me nothing.
But i'm used to it.

This life is screwed,
I don't want to deal with it,
I'm just used.

She took my heart,
And took it apart,
She played a cruel game,
And put my life to shame.
But i'm used to it.


This life is screwed,
I don't want to deal with it,
I'm just used.

This is the end, I'll take no more.
I don't need her,
Life's just a friggin bore.

But i'm used to it. This life is screwed.
I don't want to deal with it, I'm just used.