6200 Days
Got your text since you won't call
My nerves go crazy,
My hand shakes
Standing in the record store
I'm about to break
I leave,
Drive home,
Hear message alerts on my Alcatel phone
All this texting..give me a break!
Once again not listening.
I've said few times before
You text an issue, I'll ignore
You got a problem call!
Yo, we'll solve it..
Not for you?
Obviously a solution isn't what your about
Just getting *****off your chest
Now I got beef
No call means you don't care
At least it suggests
My mind doesn't matter to you
I say things, you laugh
But not with me,
At me, like a virus email blast
Well, I'm done.
People get what they deserve,
I deserve better,
I'm not above or below you
But a real relationship can't exist via text
When we hang out,
Always myself
Get home
Few hours later
You have a problem with a joke
Oh my gosh,
Stop being so touchy
And you say I'm the one being grumpy?
Doesn't go your way
Seems your cutting strings with everyone in the play
It's not all you,
It's my fault too
Some may argue I'm mentally handicapped
But 6200 days this was long overdue
Copyright © Lynn Dolly | Year Posted 2013
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