at this very moment I'm getting accused
of writing a letter to another dude
yet as u can read I'm not at all
I'm writing this poem but I'm still told this despite it all
I'm sick of him accusing me
of shit I don't do
probably because his consince is trying to break through
the garbage I listen to of how he thinks I'm a whore
is bullshit when the hoe he cheated with shows up on my door
why I'm still here is becoming a mystery to me
he cheated because he thought I was shady
yet I'm not the one who cheated on him
somedays I wish to had
so we would be even
then maybe he would lay off of the questusations, or lay off the lies that go through his head, I hope someday he realizes I'm not lying or shady
but by then I might be dead
cause at this point...