Bothered
As i lay waiting
for something to happen
i also am hating
you for what you did
you think im that easy
im some kind of pushover
it makes me feel queezy
and sick that i looked at you in the 1st place
my life may be boring
a monotonous wreck
but my mind it is soaring
with thoughts of whats to come
you may call me silly, crazy, insane
for all that i do say and think
but your also the one that left the pain
in my heart
and im not bothered
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