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Cheap Trick Turnabout

I want you to want me .....you only want me when you get to decide I need you to need me .....you are independent and don't need anyone by your side I love you to love me .....you love me one day and not the next I'm begging you to beg me .....the concept of begging leaves you perplexed ************************** You now want me ..... I found someone new who wants to be with me all the time You now need me .....my needs are now fully met, I'm now blissfully sublime You now love me .....I found someone that loves me truly every day You now beg me .....a little too late is all I have to sadly say

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Debbie Duncan

Date: 7/10/2013 12:02:00 PM

I love that song ,,, awesome job in the write. Thank you for coming to read my WALLS ;}

Laura Breidenthal

Date: 4/5/2013 8:22:00 PM

Oh the complications! Love the contrast between the two. You've definitely got a wonderful talent! Thanks for sharing your poetry. I can't wait to read more from you. A funny yet sad ending. :) Always, Laura

Elizabeth Wesley

Date: 4/1/2013 5:34:00 AM

An old story in that needs to be rehashed in this great tale of yours. It makes me want to jump on the bandwagon and jump up and down for this happy ending! Luv, Lizzie

Debra Squyres

Date: 3/30/2013 3:06:00 PM

What's good for the goose... is good for the gander lol I like your turn-around poem... well thought out.

Tim Ryerson

Date: 3/30/2013 3:44:00 AM

Reminds me of the blues classic 'You don't miss your water til the well runs dry'...Love the contrast in each line and they way you completly turn the tables in the second verse...I love Cheap Trick!

Duke Beaufort

Date: 3/24/2013 2:46:00 PM

Gee-this reminds me of someone I knew who was always coming close and then withdrawing as far as his girlfriends and other friends were concerned. It's not very pleasant to be around. Your poem describes the condition perfectly.