Proud

I am proud
Proud… proud…
Of what you said
You can say anything…
Anything that you want
And
You can do anything…
Anything that you want to do to me
Because your words are nothing
And
It means nothing to me
To me you look like an old chatterbox
That keeps on talking and talking al thought the day
I just had to push your button and
All you do is talk and talk
All I have to do is listen to you
You are nothing to me but a chatterbox
I can just put in my bag
I can take you out whenever I want to
I just rewind you
And
All you do is talking
Talk… Talk … Talk…
You will never put me in the blue or the darkness
Because
You are nothing to me
You are just an old
Chatter box….
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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