Gullible

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Love

5-23-02





I’m not gullible



Or just plain stupid



As you accuse me



And if I was



It would only be



Because I never expected



You to be the lying type



I’m wrong again



Your low expectations



Are starting to piss me off



So I’m not smart;



Just like your lover



Like I give a fuck



I’m glad not to be her;



Or you for that matter



Mr. Perfect



Perfect grades



And perfect body



And perfect friends



With perfect popularity



So what!



You think I want this don’t you?



I pretend



But aren’t you the gullible one now?!



You’re STUPID, too!



I make you think I’m happy



And that I smile even when I’m all-alone



Well…



Who’s gullible now?



Not me!



I know you!



I know your home-life



And your mother



And your father



And I know your sister



I know your house



And I recall your room



I know that from those pictures,



Yeah- the ones I shouldn’t have!



Your mother likes me



She says that I’m perceptive!



As if it was a talent?!



To be seeing all the Hell;



The world is Really



Perceptive



That means I’m not Naive



I’ve learned this characteristic



From you!



So what!



Maybe I love you?



Should you care?



You don’t



There you go again



Being gullible



Believing that I hate you



But then again



I’ve made myself believe the same

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Deticated to: Christopher. If you pay close attention to this poem you'll see were my screen name came from :)

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Ellie Mason's picture

i can really relate to this one at the moment. Its great really powerful, getting the point across the way it needs to be done.