Confused
I feel like i've gone from being abused
to being completly used.
Right now i'm so confused;
and i wonder are you yet amused?
At every end I loose
Why did I have to be the one you choose?
You get to go out and cruise;
and you always have money for booze.
It's like I have to pay this life dues;
and it's apparent your help you refuse.
But yet I try to always cross my T's and Q's;
Which for now is more then I can say for you.
Copyright © Tracy Hoffman | Year Posted 2005
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