I am quiet and delicate
I try to act like you don’t bug me
I sit there poised and
Listen to my friends
I ignore your laughter
You make me feel
Like whatever I say does not matter
You traded in one blue bird for another
Is that your type blue birds
You think you can mess with us
And yet I still want to talk to you
And the sad thing
Is I still think about you
I wish you could feel
How I feel and then land straight on your face like the ass you are
When brother blue bird is gone it will definitely be weird I
Still have friends in there
Not like you care
I still like you
I want to clean my skin until I am free of you
You make me sick and happy all at once
And you make me blue because you choose another
I wonder how it feels to be looking on the outside
To this story
One day I will find someone better
And you are going to come crawling back
I won’t say anything
But you had your chance
And lost it
This bird is flying high
And trying to prove
It’s better then you thought