Justice.

Justice.

A Poem by Lydia

“You do it to yourself,

you do,

and that’s what really hurts:

You do it to yourself”

from “Just”

by Radiohead

 

Is this mockery,

What you do to me?

Why there I go,

Starting with a question again.

Always making demands of you,

Who demands everything of me,

Though it is never straight out,

You’d rather beat the bush around;

Feigning friendship

And telling me insanities

Of your unsolicited desires

And requests of cruelty.

Is this enough?

So out of hand, damning it all.

Is this what you wanted?

It’s what you asked for.

© 2010 Lydia


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Whoa! This is a powerful write. I like it.

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Lydia
Lydia

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