I'm Fearful Of That Menacing Look
Is it meanness or even jealousy:
a plot to harm me heartlessly?
I'm fearful of that menacing look,
it's a horror story I read in a book!
Your intentions are extremely evil,
you put on the face of the Devil;
I stay wide awake, sleep won't ever come,
I don't look fine, I thought this was home!
I'm fearful of that menacing look,
If I say hello to someone, I get a lecture;
you come running and a make a gesture
not too pleasant and call me a jerk!
I can be jealous too, mine is not an obsession...
yours is and believe me it scares me quite a lot;
my affairs are in the past tense, I use discretion:
nobody touches me, I don't lie, I do what is right!
I'm fearful of that menacing look,
I isolate myself, if I hear a knock
on that door: I stay put and ignore
your silly screams that hurt to core!
Copyright © Andrew Crisci | Year Posted 2024
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