Out
I'm out of luck
I'm out of time
And all the while
Out of my mind
I've gone into
The stretch on night
But when I re-enter the scope
Of reality and realize
No matter that I do
I put everyone out
Even though I
Am always doing things for you
You don't care
Why should you
After all my heart and soul
Mean little to you
It's getting to the point
I just don't care
I've lost all determination
I'm out of patience
Get away
I'm gone
I'm out.
Copyright © April Bartaszewicz | Year Posted 2007
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