Please
Sometimes you get on my nerves
Then you say I'm too young to protest
So calmly I'll say please
Dear Lord, help me please
Please hear me out
Hear me out before I bleed
Depression's got me on a leash
So with these few seconds I've got
Sorry I don't say please
Can I go home please?
Can you sign this please?
Can I resign please?
With all due respect I just wanna leave
Funny thing is I have nowhere else to go
So can we get along please?
You don't even have to talk to me please
Just hear me out please
Sometimes you get on my nerves
Then you say I'm too young to protest
So calmly I say please
Please hear me out before I bleed
Copyright © Esther Maccarthy | Year Posted 2016
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