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I wish I could go back, to be wif my 1st love.

It was so amazing, I cant describe it, words jus cant explain.

But its ova, I cant change tha past, if only I could.

But it dun matter no more, cause its ova fo good.

You said those words that broke my heart,



Its all good. Its only anutha girl wif a broken heart,

Anutha to add to his list. Ha, I wish hed only feel wut I feel.

Tha pain guys cause us, it kills us all,

At one point in time or anutha.



Girls, guys aint worth no tears, jus follow mah advice,

Or stick in in yur back pocket, it dun matter to me.

Im jus sayin lil ones, guys r a bad thing.

Sure love is good n great, like a mad high,

But it dun end up that way. It dun last foreva like its say to.



I gave up on the male race.

Too much pain, too much agony, too much hard earned pride,

Washed down tha fuckin drain

.

Guys r a waste of time. A tear is meant ,

Fo sumthin that means a lot, but dun cry over a guy.

Theres so many, jus move on, ino its hard,

But its tha best way. I tell mahself that

But sumtimes it still aint work.



They got this thing called charm,

They lower u into there trap wif there smile,

Their fake kindness, then they slam the door shut.

Yur trapped foreva. All tha heartbreak n pain, remains wif u,

In yur heart n in yur mind.



One line of advice

Love hurts, jus leave it alone, dunt look fo it, itll find u soon enuf.

I speak mah mind, from experience, but it mite jus be rambling to you.

Yull learn 1 day, tha true pain of love. Everyone does.