Shenanigans
You make your decisions
while I shout in rage
for neglecting us
You say, "I need to get away"
All I can think of
is, "you don't communicate"
You don't hear me
You refuse to
The fuel is fed
my blood has bled
and the rage goes on and on
I'm screaming at a wall
You're mesmerized by
your infatuations
spellbound to your inclinations
Your reasons to go
are so minuscule
you make them up
as you go along
I see right through you
but you think I'm not that
smart
Oh you never could see the real me
because you could never open
your heart
So goodbye
to all of your shenanigans
You won't see me
Or get my love again
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