You've gone,
You're happy,
You need nothing else.
So let me be.
You're nothing special.
You have no hold on me.
Let me be!
You can't tell me what to do.
Don't pretend you have that right.
You're not my boss.
Or my friend.
You are nothing.
My words are my words.
My feelings are my feelings.
I'm trying to live my life.
If you have such a perfect one,
Like you claim,
Why don't you stay out of mine
And go live it?
Monday, September 14, 2009
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