Mad

You make me mad all the time.
Why can’t you be more expressive?
I am fed up of your passive nature.
Tell me what’s on your mind.
I tell you always
Express yourself.
Be a woman.
Not a puppet.
You are like mashed potatoes
When I am the hawk.
But….
Is there something you are not telling me?
Is there something you hide from me?
You are making me mad.
I am always honest with you.
Just say it.
Let me be - if you are wasteful.
I am genuine
You are not.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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