You Say
You Say…
You say you want me, want to be with me.
Why can’t you want me when you’re with other girls.
You say you like me, like to be with me.
Why do you only like me when it’s a convenience for you?
You say you want to talk to me, talk about our life.
How is it that when others are around we have no life together?
Being with you is like a game of Russian roulette, you never know if you’ll make that one
wrong choice.
With you my life is a juggling act, always up and down.
My effort is always expected, will yours ever be volunteered?
Elizabeth J. Fink
12/01/08
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