Somethings gotta give

I don't know how to tell you
Exactly how I feel

Everything you ask of me
I do as if it's my will

Running, driving, giving you money
As if it grows on trees

You tell me how it's gonna be
And all I can do is beg you please

My voice isn't heard
My statement doesn't matter

You yell at me excessively
Then tell me you love me

Well babe I love you too
Always remember this

But lately all I know is
Somethings gotta give



Poetry by muriel
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Written on 2009-06-09 at 19:42

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