can't you see it makes me sad?
Why do you say the things you do,
can't you see it makes me blue?
Why do you always scream and shout,
can't you see it wears me out?
Why do you have to be so cruel,
can't you see I'm not your fool?
Why do you clinch your fist so tight,
can't you see I'm full of fright?
Why do you swing and hit so hard,
can't you see that I'm all scarred?
Why do you do the things you do,
can't you see it make me blue?
Copyright �2003 Toni Lynn Bennett
