Dirt
We were just friends
But it wasn’t meant to be
I loved you
But you didn’t bother with me
Left me on read
I wanted you out of my head
Next time I saw you though
I smiled instead
Weeks of depression
I wouldn’t let friends in
Played with my heart while I fell apart
A few months have gone by
I still think about this guy
But now I know my worth
I wouldn’t stand for that dirt
Girls,
Don’t let him treat you as dirt
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