Karma is that Bitch

You see me coming thru,
Now you don’t know what to do.
You remember that you hurt me,
When u told me that I’m not worthy
Of beholding your treasures
And receiving your pleasures.
You hide so u don’t see you,
But I already saw your blue suede shoe.
I smile, I turn, and I ignore,
Because its you who is now insecure.
You see me walk in with my new girl,
Whose smile lights up my world.
Whose puckered lips make me melt.
All the feelings for you I once felt.
You and I used to be cool.
Now you hiding looking like a fool.
They say karma is a bad bitch.
One whose hurt is like a bad itch.
You stand there embarrassed and jealous,
My feelings for you no longer precious.