Tuesday, February 22, 2011

The Girl of the Bay

Why do you ignore me
When I'm begging to be seen?
Why do you hold me
When you know I'm not so keen?

Why don't you listen
When I have to speak?
Why do you tell me things
When I've heard them all the week?

Why do you mock me
When I'm in such pain?
Why am I still your friend
When you're driving me insane?

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