I try to stay away from you
But you keep on coming back
I see the desperation
but I do not give a flack
You're a crazy creepy stalking pig
who I want far, far away
but you just seem to return to me
every single day
Your influence hit me like a bag of rugged rocks
You whisper in my ear saying I am a lovely fox
But you still resume to place me in a designated box
I hate you.
I despise you!!
You are ugly and continue to weigh me down.
Every time you enter into the equation my smile
turn into a frown.
You like talking dirty to me,
I can tell that you do.
You call it fun
I call it oppression.
You make me feel like such a reject,
that I turn to depression as my comfort.
Even depression can comfort me, the way you used to.
I will admit, some days I'm golden,
on others I am blue.
I do not, Can not
feel the way I did when I was young.
We were so naive, so filled with fun.
It's over go away,now my dear.
I can't stand the thought of you being so near.
I used to wear ugly, smelly hand-me-downs
because of you.
Now I wear a sense of pride cause of me,
no thanks to you. Why can't you get that?
Why can't you see that we are through?
I'm sorry poverty, I am done with you.