don't ask me for a poem-
i have authoritative issues.
don't ask me to be quiet-
i'm in tears; i need tissues.
don't ask me to do it-
i'm not that kind of lady.
don't ask me to smile when you whistle-
to me, that's straight up shady.
don't ask me to be sorry-
if i do wrong, i might.
don't ask me to listen-
but get mad when i put up a fight.
don't ask me what's wrong
when you finally dull my light.
May 24, 2016
May 24, 2016 at 6:39 PM UTC
don't ask me for a poem-
i have authoritative issues.
don't ask me to be quiet-
i'm in tears; i need tissues.
don't ask me to do it-
i'm not that kind of lady.
don't ask me to smile when you whistle-
to me, that's straight up shady.
don't ask me to be sorry-
if i do wrong, i might.
don't ask me to listen-
but get mad when i put up a fight.
don't ask me what's wrong
when you finally dull my light.
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