... and so it is
I do not want you in my life
I fear I have no choice in the matter
You invade my every waking thought
You’ve changed me into someone new
I want the me I used to be
Not the me you’ve left me with
They say I should give you a name!
I will not honour you with that
I need no help to hate you more
One day I’ll turn my back on you
Then that way you’ll change too
But I’ll be taking you, with me, I’ll be taking you.
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Author:
Andrew Charles Forrest (
Offline) - Published: October 16th, 2018 05:30
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Comments5
I'll leave then, if I upset ya so much! heehee. A fine write ACF.
Go on now go...
Walk out the door
Don't turn around now Blabla blabal bla
Thanks Orchi
Great concept and so well expressed - super work Andrew.
Thank you Michael
The well-chosen image speaks loudly in accord with your powerful words in this plea for and end to pretence - - "I want the me I used to be" must be a familiar cry in these troubled time my friend. A compelling read Andrew.
Thank you Fay
You read as well as you compose my friend
Wonderful write Andrew. No matter how we want to rid ourselves of things or people they will always be with us in one way or another.
Thank you G they surely are
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