26 march 2013
15 Seconds
What type of game are you playing, my friend?
I have been there for you to listen........
Now, I hear dead silence on the other end of the phone......
Are you the same person I knew
Lack of words, you are too busy to even talk to me?
Or is this a crazy little dream...
Hurt comes from anxiety, none of which I have felt for so long
Now, you avoid me; I can only guess.........
And guessing is not the answer......
PLease explain yourself; I so hurt; I will not try again.......
You have made a mockery of yourself, not me......
I feel abandonded, used a little, and lied to a lot.....
I will not bow down and keep your ego in tune......
You can take all those words you said to me back
It is like writing on the wall.......
I am very brittle; but do not brake easily.
I will never write about you again...
Try and say something in your defense, I am not your prosecuter
You cannot take someones feelings and put them on display
Only 15 seconds of your time...that is all I had asked.....
Now I ask nothing...nothing at all.......
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