Voicemail

by Cherrelle   Mar 6, 2006


I call your phone to talk to you...
but all I ever get is the voice mail

You never have the time to talk
and I want to leave but it is so hard

So I stick around to have a conversation on your voice mail with the voice mail you

I'm pouring my heart out to to an imaginary you that cant talk back...

Its there when I'm sad, mad, happy, or whatever the occasion.

But it still cant help me out with the information I need to know.

If i mess up there is no turning back...

Now I'm done and now all I can do is wait for your call-back!

By Cherrelle

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