A heart is not a play thing
A heart is not a toy
But if you want it broken
Just give it to a boy
Boys they like to play with things
To see what makes them run
But when it comes to kissing
They do it just for fun
Boys never give their hearts away
They play us girls for fools
They wait until we give our hearts
And then they play it cool
You wonder where he is at night
You will wonder if he's true
One moment you will be happy
One moment you will be blue
If you get a chance to see him
Your heart begins to dance
Your life revolves around him
There's nothing like romance
And then it starts to happen
You worry day and night
You see, my friend, you're losing him
It never turns out right
Boys are great, though immature
The price you pay is high
He may seem sweet and gorgeous
But remember, he's a guy
Don't fall in love with just a boy
That takes a lot of nerve
You see, my friend, you need a man
To get what you deserve
So when you think that you're in love
Be careful if you can
Before you give your heart away
Make sure that he's a man
(Although I did not write this poem, I'd like to dedicate this blog entry to the Wack Pack.)
1 comment:
Preach, we definitely need men because we are not toys to be played with and put back on the shelf.
We are precious and beautiful and should be cherished, something a boy wouldn't know how to do.
Thanks for sharing.
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