My Week
you drive me crazy an i cant sleep
you got me gettin so weak
moday i wait
tuesday i try to communicate
you walk by pretend i wasnt there
why dont you care
by wednesday its just to late
thursday i cry
wished we could talk
thinkin what did i do?
heres friday i
walk alone wondering
why,
cant i have you.
Copyright © Teshia Miss | Year Posted 2008
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