WTF! - It Is An Odd Day Indeed
It is an odd day indeed,
When my time is my own.
Stolen moments of “just me”,
Are so very seldom known.
To me, these precious moments,
Have been few and far between.
My only thought was to embrace,
The “you” existent in my dreams.
You have had no time to spare,
Not much space for thought of me,
You throw the expected response,
Of work I never see.
I asked you just last night,
If you ever lie to me?
You looked at me with mirth,
And replied, “yes”, quite easily.
I feel disregarded,
Why continue with this pain?
I promised to never hate you,
But you're driving me insane!
"Super busy "you say?
"Super sleepy" you maintain?
No time to deal with this right now?
You are "so f*cking" lame!
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Edwin
Grace&Peace,
Sharon