A Boy Who Used Me

A Boy Who Used Me
He was a loser who had used me
I was in a park where he freaked me
When I got home parents slapped me
They kicked my ass and out of home dragged me
I am a simple girl, a bad guy who had rung me
I had gone in the garden and sat beside him,
he has sung for me
I praised him a little so he hugged me
I smiled at him, he kissed me.
While walking out, a gardener saw me
I know him and he knows me
I smiled at him, he clinched at me
Going forward, he is not going to talk to me
He said, that boy is a bad guy and stopped me
The next day I saw him with another girl and it shocked me.