I am like a child and I know.
I thought you did too.
I adjust kind of slow
And I am dependent on you.

So in the store today
When I didn't want to talk
You told me to leave
out to the car i should walk.
You handed me the keys
You looked kind of angry.
I quivered in my knees
I needed you to save me.

Alas alone, I scream like I'm angry.
My frustration leaves and it drains me.
I cry deeply for awhile,
why do you have to be mean to me.
I know childish isn't in style
but its the way I am and the way I'll always be.

You told me when you got back
that the childish **** needs to stop
if you ask me to try out a bed
that I can't glaze over like the ***** been dropped.


You say things like, annoying, and lack of common since
And these words are destroying and I am building a new fence.
One around me, you wont see over it.

I dont care about the mattress you can choose it
I just want a new one, the old one I want to loose it.
I just want a flat bed one not sinking in
I dont want to go talk with sales men
I need you to do that please.