The more you try to tell me
What is right
And what is wrong,
What I should do
And what I should not,
The more you make me
Want to face-plant
Into a wood chipper.
And yet,
You continue to speak.
Oct 28, 2016
Oct 28, 2016 at 9:39 PM UTC
The more you try to tell me
What is right
And what is wrong,
What I should do
And what I should not,
The more you make me
Want to face-plant
Into a wood chipper.
And yet,
You continue to speak.
I wonder how many times I have to hit my head against the wall until I can forget everything she said to me?
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