www.whyville.net Nov 21, 2010 Weekly Issue



Iynne
Whyville Poet

I Need

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Like an enemy, just not a friend
Maybe a sibling, but for pretend
Dreaming of salt water to separate you and me
A tale of abuse, counting one two and three
Hating someone hurts, but what hurts even more
Is the fact that I'd hate someone who everyone may adore

Nothing can stop me
I wish it could
Nothing makes me go on
Not that anything would

Who wants to be hated, lost and disintegrated
Certainly not me, I've always just waited
Wishing death on people was always easy for me to do
What's not is the fact that it could have been you

You're probably so vain, that's why you're in pain
Everything is about you, because you are not sane
For meeting you, I apologize
For your life, I do not
Your hateful ways, I memorize
Or maybe that's what you thought

Who wants to be alone, dead with no backbone
Not me, I wouldn't, though to you I am prone
I smirk and I stare and I mean what I say
Most of the time, other times it's just play
I don't need a friend, I don't need a hand
I need anything but someone I cannot backhand

 

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