Just Angry

Sick to my stomach, about to throw up

You expect me to be happy

Even when you fuck up

“I love you.” This

“I miss you.” That

And yet y’all fucked

Right off the bat

Late night messages

Rubbing it in my face

Bragging to me

Like she had won some type of race

To find out you were in her ear

Shit talking me

Damn I need a beer

My minds way too heavy

The pain in my chest

When I found out you had lied

The knot in my stomach

The tears that I cried

You made your bed

Now lay in it

Let’s hope you changed the sheets

Get mad, I’m saying it

I can’t trust a man that cheats.

-M