Wednesday 10 February 2016

It

I think about it
It makes it worse
I leave it
It's still here

I try to reason with it
And then I plead
I beg
I bribe
I taunt
I mock
I cry
I laugh
I scream
I talk
I listen
It still won't go

It sits
And it waits
And it will never hide

It's here
It's with me
And if I'm careful
I can keep it in front of me

Eye to eye
Balanced on a seesaw
Here we will stay
As I go up and down
Up and down
Up and down
Forever more

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