OffA Poem by glorygrace&goldpissedI don't really know what I want to become I don't really know what I want to do and it's all because of you. Leave me alone, stop controlling my life, I'm sick of trying to impress you, it never really works. I'm sick of trying to adjust for you, everything hurts. I've gotten myself to the top, because i'd think that's what you want, but you don't really care, so get off. Get off my back, get away from me, keep off arms length,B***H can't you see? I'm tired of trying, let me work for ME, because there's no f*****g way I'll work for you. It's all about me this time it's true. I'm not gonna let you control my life. I'm not gonna let you control my mind. sorry, hon, this time I resign. I give up trying to make you happy, nothing makes you happy. I give up trying to help you up, nothing brings you up. I'm not putting this fake smile on, so get off. Get off my back. Get the f**k off. © 2009 glorygrace&gold |
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1 Review Added on April 18, 2009 Authorglorygrace&goldAboutRomans 8:24-27 says this: For we were saved in this hope, but hope that is seen is not hope; for why does one still hope for what he sees? But if we hope for what we do not see we eagerly wait for .. more..Writing
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