You Won't Win

You brought this

Onto yourself

With you

Chatty mouth

And

Wandering Eyes.

You sulk

And you groan

About your misfortune,

When in reality

We're better off

Without your

Constant cheating

And

Stealing other hearts

Instead of caring

About those

Right in front of you.

I wasted enough tears

On your lies

And

Your late night

Flings.

I'm not letting him

Be let down

By a dad

Who can't even

Take care of himself.

I'm trying not to depend

On someone

Who doesn't check his mail

Because he knows

He can't pay his bills.

I'm not letting my son

Get tangled in all your

Fake bimbos

And

Drunken trances.

DJ doesn't deserve this,

And I don't either.

Either help take care of your son,

Pay your child support,

Or get out.

Because, this time, Josh,

You Won't Win.

I decided to write something else for one of Kirsty1000's stories. Now this is for Enjoying The Chase, and it's written in the point of veiw of Rosie, sorda sending a message out to Josh. Enjoy! ........... The Chase......... Lol. XD