How This Works

Girl all that attention ain’t real
Them niggas don’t care how you feel
They just want what’s in them jeans
Nowadays that’s what true love means
You pour out your heart in these poems
You share all your hurts and problems
You get a couple of likes and comments
Not realizing what all the appreciation really meant
It’s sad but it was never about the words
All that shit went straight to the birds
It was all about that cute face and smile
Your looks made you worth while