Eighteen
EIGHTEEN
How could you be so cruel to me
to treat me like you did
To build me up and let me down
a long way down my friend
I gave you all I had to give
and gave myself in vain
One more heartbreak on you list
you'll never feel the pain
If I should see you on the street
and the guilt in you should spread
Our pride means much to both of us
pounding in our heads
So walk on by and I won't cry
least not for you to see
You will never know and I won't show
just what you meant to me.
Copyright © Donna Mills-Jean | Year Posted 2018
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