I runaway.
I don't chase.
I drink it gone.
It don't go to waste.
I put a song on,
turn it up.
Two wrongs don't make a right,
so what!
Tell me something I don't know.
Ask me if I give a fuck.
I bet I don't and if I do...
I won't for long and that's the truth.

I get everything I want.
I give it all I've got.
I play hard to get.
I don't forget,
The shyt you did,
I can not!
I do regret.
I can forgive.
I press reset and start again.
Memories lye in my head,
words of lies that we've said.
Getting over all of it...
once it's broken,
can it be fixed?
© Joanne Potter a.ka. AnnaBoo