BrittK
3 years ago1,000+ Views
Choices
I grow dizzy watching you Swinging this way and that As if I'm nothing to lose Just a bothersome gnat I remain in the background I wait and see Unable to make a sound While you torture me I can't take much more Of your careless ways My eye is on the door I'm coming out of this daze I will soon use my voice Rise upon my feet You no longer get the choice Of choosing me
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