Tales of a Life
Thursday, March 1, 2012
Why?
Why do you lie to me? Ignore me?
Am I that of a disturbance?
Why hide from me?
I'm not asking all from you.
Just that I hate being lied to.
And being left out from everything.
Cracked up. Fishsticks.
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