Sunday, July 25, 2010

Players

Look at that boy he’s got it made, all he’s gotta do is chill out under the shade,
He’s got girls in a single file line, for some reason they all think he’s fine,
All he is, is a brat with nothing to give, just a pretty face that doesn’t know how to live,
All he cares about is getting chicks, then leaving them with broken hearts they can’t fix,
He’s a cheating little liar, nothing but a consuming fire,
He flirts and gets every girl in school, then he tries to act all cool,
It won’t last long that’s for sure, he’s a player and there is no cure,
He goes from one girl to the next, the only communication he’s got is through text,
Won’t be long before they all hate his guts, all them players are just plain nuts,
Look at that girl she’s such a jerk, she does it all with an evil little smirk,
She’s dating three guys at one time, I seriously think that should be a crime,
She’ll break two hearts and keep one for herself, but she’ll probably just put it on a shelf,
It wouldn’t be the first heart she stole, but I guess that’s just how players roll,
She’s a cheating liar, nothing but a consuming fire,
She flirts with every guy in school, then she acts so cruel,
It won’t last long that’s for sure, she’s a player and there’s no cure,
She goes from one guy to the next, the only communication she’s got is through text,
Won’t be long before they all hate her guts, all them players are just plain nuts,
Players don’t go very far, never stay true and they get a scar,
Forever searching for someone to fix their heart, but they forgot about the ones they tore apart,
Now they are alone, dry as a bone, now that their cover’s blown,
It didn’t last long that’s for sure, they were players and there’s no cure,
They go from one person to the next, now they just miss their ex,
Now we all hate their guts, maybe someone can heal their cuts.

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This is the "Players" poem by Becca Hoskins. PLEASE follow me with Google Friend Connect!

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