Reverse Psychology
I don't quite get it
I can't quite follow your mind
I sit
and wait'
hand and foot for you
and you can't even remember a date
I sense your sly stealthiness
the day when you left me for good
doesn't come yet cause right now your before me
not even looking me in the eye
I almost despise you
if it wasn't for your money I'd sure be out
without a fuss,
without a single cuss
cause you just make me sick.
I thought I could work through the little things,
now you've forgotten and amped up the volume
I'm on mute,
with you as the remote
and you sit and gloat
on your sofa bed
cause I kicked you out of bed,
you're getting me so misread,
I've had enough of this
I can't even try or pretend I want to kiss
because I don't.
And maybe, just maybe
this is all for revenge
but with this intrigue
and a liaison at hand
I'm already gone
I have been for these whole 6 months
Copyright © Sarah Casey | Year Posted 2011
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