Maeumi Ah Puh Zoan

I guess I’m not good enough
What’s love
Got to do with it
Finally smoothening
The edges of the diamond in the rough
With his acting chops he’s moving with
I feel like
Life was better
When it was still a possibility
I feel like
Life was better
When I popped a feel on you for me

Tragic
A typical tragedy
The type of sadness
That makes your sadness
Only get better at saddening
Saddling
Up on my horse
I wonder whose porch
I’ll live on next
Battling
A series of guilt and remorse
I wonder
If I’ll ever get that text
Dress to undress
Mess to confess
Blessed to being stressed
Being next to being mislead
I feel like in my head
I’m like I’m all good
Then I stalk your instagram
And then all I feel is
Fuck you and fuck your new man
I feel like I want to shout, “I miss you”
In a classroom where they demand that we raise our hands
I’m spilling my heart
You might be thinking
He’s doing this to rack up the streams and plays again