I  guess this is my unfortunate truth,  it's the jilted lovers point of view:

I’m in a bad mood, I feel betrayed.

 I’ve put my heart  on the line for the last time;

I feel confused I’m  in a daze.

Here I sit again dismayed, yet another lover has played a game.

Foolishly I was a willing participant. I should’ve used my common sense.

 Even though I gave all I could,  I guess all of me  was never enough.

This is why its so hard for me to trust.

Ugly are the repercussions of deeds done in the dark.

Ugly is  the reality from the let downs of the authenticity of  love you lost over lust.

Ugly is the look of hurt when one is shortchanged by love and feeling left  all alone.

Why cant I  just  seem to stay true to my soul?

All this disappointment is making me cold.

Ugly are the healing pains of mending a broken heart.

 I got played not once but twice,

Now my heart is like ice.

I tried to let down my barriers and let my heart melt,

But each failed attempt at love is just another notch on my belt.

When will I find the one who is truly for me? The one who will love me completely...me and only me.

Ugly is the shame and despair of the cross you chose to bare.

You always tried to change me, saying  it’s for the best.

But know one knows me like I know me.  

I’m out of school, I’m tired of being put to the test.

You tried to mess with my head, saying “I love you” while laying in another’s bed.

Ugly are your lies, ugly are the tales you weave, ugly are the outcomes when you choose to deceive.

It was your inner beauty in which I chose to believe, but now you’re just ugly! Inside and out...to me.

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