Out of Our Life

I wish you would leave,
Just walk out that door.
You poison the air we breathe.
You make us weep on the floor.

Do you really care like he does?

You push and shove us,
‘Till we fall to the floor.
You cause such a fuss,
Just walk out that door.

Can you fend for yourself?

Don’t you look to that floor.
Was this the time of your life?
Just walk out that door,
And I’ll lend you my knife.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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