Genre – Hurt
MY KING – Nissi Odewumi
*Written from the point of view of an insecure friend*
You were my king,
I was your jester.
I was your today,
You were my forever.
You were my all,
I was your “something”.
I defended you,
When everyone rumored you were nothing,
I told them, you were something.
It’s so funny,
How you laughed at me,
When I wasn’t looking.
How you made a fool of me,
When my back was facing you.
But was I to believe those people who cautioned me against you,
And those your sweet little words,
That came out of your pretty little mouth.
I don’t know what to believe anymore.
You told me I was your queen,
But deep down, I knew I was just one of your conquests.
It would have done me better, if you hadn’t got me emotionally invested.
If you had just told me straight up…
That I was just a joke to you.
I’m waiting for the day,
When you’d man up and tell me,
In reality,
That I was never important to you.
The day you’d stop being my King.
But till then;
I’d be the fool you’ve always seen me as,
And keep on believing in you.
My king.
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