Again
All there was
I wanted to know
But I guess there was
a lot you couldn’t show
Why are men
so much like boys
They want it all
and treat you like toys
They say so many things
and you think the best
After some time
he’s just like the rest
So pick yourself up
Get back in the groove
Get a hold of your life
If you have to move
And someday soon
You’ll find the strength
To try again
In great length
Copyright © April Kersey-Strong | Year Posted 2005
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