It drives me mad not being able to say the things I want
Not doing the things or want
Or seeing the people I want.
I know if you listened
Forgetting your stubborn self
Then at least I could be at peace.
Poison comes into both your ears and spills to your eyes
I know that reading this you'll think i've gone mad
But i've seen it all before. Manipulation to make me look bad.
I cry because 'I will'
I cry because 'You do'
And when you say we never will. It kills me.
People who have met me once, who you, yourself don't even enjoy seeing.
Because they are dull when they are together
Criticise me and you don't even defend anymore.
You've ceased to be a child
If you ever were at all
So be the independent woman you dream of being and make your own choices.
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Cecil, thanks for adding me to your blogroll. :)
You're in mine as well.
I've read your 1st and 3rd post and I loved them. You write raw, hyperreal, direct, powerful.
I need to go to sleep now -it's 2AM here- but I'll be back soon to read your 2nd and comment.
Keep the posts coming!
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