Madly Enraged
I don't get what I did wrong.
You say "do this, do that" when you've known
All along
That I'd be left in the dust
And cold,
And you'd refuse to help me because
You're 'too old'.
I remember that night in my head so
Clear,
When we laughed, and cried, and talked so
Dear.
I won't forget the way you make me feel,
But it's time to wake up,
Let go, and get back
To reality...because those feelings
Are all too real.
Allison S. De Arton
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