Citrus Game
You get on my nerves,
you make me walk back and forth
pull my hair off
and even yell
you make me blame myself
not knowing why
but I let you play
hate or love?
that's the game
Suddenly, a smile on my face
I feel silly, I protest
you like the hate
that seems to be cute
but I try to be hard
hard to get,
silence,
this is...
an endless game.
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