'Nough

October 27, 2013

Drive me crazy

Drive me up a wall

Stab me in the back

Make me feel small

I ain't giving in

You won't win.

I don't stand for that

I don't look past the facts

What matters is the truth

You don't speak it

You go around it.

Fed up with that kind of behavior

Done being asked those stupid questions

I won't be hurt

I will heal.

Back away slowly

You'll probably run away fast

Take a look in the mirror

Your reflection might crack.

Hate is the worst kind of ugly

You wear it proud

It's like playing hide and seek

to find

Who you once were.

'Nough.