Please, please dont tell me

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic

I'm getting tired of drying your crocodile tears.

Please dont tell me your hurting.

What am i ment to say?

Tell you your lifes worth living?

That tomarrows another day?

I know you never listen,

My words fall to closed ears.

I tell you now,

Im getting tired of drying your crocodile tears.

If your actually depressed why not get help?

Your attenchion seeking drives me mad.

Please dont expect me to fix your life.

Its not my fault your feeling bad.

You know if you just shut up for a minute,

And stopped moaning like you do,

Maybe you'd have a few more friends.

And i wouldnt have to talk to youy.

Dont threaten to cut or die.

Please grow up or go away,

Goodluck dear, and goodbye.


Submitted: November 12, 2011

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