Hypocrite

I am turning into a hypocrite,

I fell for an 8^th grader, just like you.

I don’t ever want to go back, I quit,

He always treats me better then you do.

I never believed you when you said it,

I always thought she was too young for you.

Age never matters when you stay with it,

With his love, I know we weren’t true.

When I’m with him, I never want to leave,

I never have to worry about lust.

And with his heart, I will never weave,

I will forever have your love, I must.

I promise to never leave if you don’t,

I won’t break your heart, I promise I won’t.