I once liked a manipulative man
“Quickly,” he said “get into my van”
He’d say, “at home I have my wife,
Outside, you’re my life”
And I hate myself
For even talking to you for a second
Why I listened to yourself
Why I gave you a pitiful hand
Manipulation, fake love and anger
Oh wait, I have seen that somewhere near
I did not fall for a manipulative man
“love” after anger, that’s a recipe of someone from my dad’s clan
I’m glad I am finally away from his thrall
Bawling and fortification now only with dad overall
