Why?

by posum

Published April 6, 2012

Left, right, up, down
constantly I'm thrown around
can you stop toying with me
will you stop changing what you see
you change your mind so many times
always changing on a dime
slow donw now and just see
what you now have done to me
I just wanted to know what I was to do
just say it because it's me you've screwed
I didn't know
you wouldn't say
I cant read minds!
I cant hear what you don't say!
you never say things to my face
you're negetive in every way
you're always bringing me down
so leave me on the cold, dead, ground
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