Men are simply boys with a different name.
They are all the same,
Each just has a different face.
They mistake lust for love with fighting the urge.
But they forever force the will to feel to stay away.
Day after day it's what every girl prays.
But The Prince doesn't come without a price.
So, girl, don't play nice.
He will only disregard your eyes.
And it's the name of the game:
Charades...fake ways.
Keep on guessing until he denies your face.
You've only wasted days
in the oblivious game you've played.
That sleeve must feel heavy,
with that heart hanging down.
It only compliments your frown.
The poor girl will just have to learn,
that a home for her heart must be earned.
Because there are few faithful enough to care for a broken vessel.
So don't waste your kisses or your kindness.
Your efforts will only fail.
Boys do kiss and tell.
You're no different than any other girl.
For you will only envy the exception.
Try not to dive too deep in his deception.
Heed this lesson:
Men are simply boys, forever adolescent.
-R.
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