Mandy's Poems

Sick of you, I want to Play.
You don't love me anyway.
I sleep around, I hope you drown,
You turn my world upside-down.
I'm well endowed, I have a car,
I can tell you what you are.
I'm hot shit... Yeah, that's it!
I'll just sit and wait a bit.
Wait for you to come to me,
Don't I know this just can't be?
Push you down, then kick you some.
Oh my God, what have I done?