| P & L |
| Thoughts racing because of situatuions that you are facing. I hate to see you going through such a mess, you are so stressed at times depressed. I call you a clown because you know how to giggle at circumstances, gamble at problems, you like to take chances. When we argue my heart also aches, thoughts of struggle dominates my mind. You shy away when I try to keep you in line. "Don't accuse me or I'm gonna do it!" Ok then screw it! You are triflin, jealous, and evil spirited. Most times you want you Ex sitting at home depressed, then you get mad when I suggest that him and I should go out and do something. "We're just friends it ain't nothing." BUT if it was something there isn't anything you can do. You ran the best man out of your life because you wanted someone new, but that's cool. He's movin on with his life, away from all the pain, and all the strife. One time we went to his house and listened to CD's nothing went on but the songs. All we do is chill and you think that is sooo wrong. Don't punish me I didn't commit NO sin, but my result in this battle is that YOU lost his friendship I win. Written by: Roberta M. Rosa Roetry from da heart productions RORO Productions (c) 1999. |
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