Wednesday, November 27, 2013

Stop biting me on the butt

So like the Boy at home is just making things hard. I took off the ring that matches yours. You gave me the word and I was done too. I was prepared. But Why do you keep talking to me. I'm not gonna push, I could give a ship. 
And don't come at me throwing stones saying I did you wrong,  but you did me wrong constantly. For someone who claims to know me. You slipped as far as I did. I was open with my mistakes. I never claimed perfection.  I'm sorry if you think I did.
Your words don't add up. Your actions don't line up. I gave you what you gave me. I refuse to be frustrated with you, or let you get under my skin.
I gotta change, and I am.  I'm young I screw up, so don't ask me to grow up.
Stop biting me in the butt.  I asked you to talk it out, now you wanna talk . You had your chance it's over.
My chance is over I suppose. But I'll see what fate has in store.
Take bite out of your own ass

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