I understand that you have friends
Friends you didn't want to see
When you thought you had to take me.

I get it.
I really do.
Sometimes I'm a

Downer.
A loser.
You might say,
I'm the
Weight round your neck.

Trust me.
I understand it
Quite clearly.

But that doesn't mean
I'll appreciate you
Leaving me at your
******* mother's

Whilst you visit.
She gives me these looks.

Looks that my animalistic love
Understands as
Bad.

Looks that carry "I'm so sorry."

And I don't want to see
And I don't want to hear
And please, please, please.

I just want to go home.



But you took the car.