I am confused
by Vernazera Lumba
Was I used?
I’ve like everything about you to the smell of your shirt
But with all my lusting in the end I was hurt
Right now you’d see me laughing with my friends
Yet maybe ‘cause of my artificial joy, you do not make amends?
I am still not talking to you
But I do not know much longer what to do…
I’ll just wait till my anger passes by
And maybe someday I could cough out a ‘hi’