A Response From Agony Aunt
Dear Depressed Girlfriend, you are not confused,
It’s just that common sense is something you’ve never used.
You call him your boyfriend; he probably calls you a stalker
Do you ever shut up and listen, or are you simply a talker?
The agony you are in is all self-inflicted.
Do you have any self-respect left or has it been evicted?
A third child from a third sire is the thing you need least,
Get control of yourself and your man-eating beast!
You have written me a letter full of sad misery,
But don’t expect me to wallow within your agony;
For girl, what you need is a good slap in the face;
Your self-loathing crying is an embarrassing disgrace.
Put down that phone and stop calling this man,
He’s trying to avoid you the best that he can.
Before you consider living again with another,
I suggest you first focus on being a good mother.
Your bed has been made; now sleep in it alone.
His sister instead should have taken YOUR phone.
The best way to put your agonizing to bed
Is to change around what you think inside your dumb head!
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