Scum

This poem takes you inside the mind of a cold man.

Scum


She says I’m a risk taker,
I’m strong and I’m bold.
But she doesn’t know that
My heart’s growing cold

I sent her some flowers
A few days ago.
She’s silly and petty,
She thinks they will grow.

I think that she’s smart
I think she is strong…
Just thoughts in her head
But they are all wrong.

She stays up at night
Thinking of me,
A man who is bored
But she’ll never leave

Somehow I’ve gotten
Her to fall in love,
But she’s not able to see
That I’m nothing but scum.