Good-bye, Good-bye

What the F* is your
problem? You know
what, I don't think
you care and everything
you say brings rain and
pain, and sounds like
S* anyways.

You stand around like
you own this joint,
you make everyone
your slaves, and put
us in our graves.

Everything you've given
me is either broken or
used, well to h* with you,
because I know I deserve
better.

Depleted and bruised
am I, I can't take it
anymore. No more lies,
no more sighs, and no
more tries. Cause its
good-bye, good-bye.

Who do you think you
are, and most of all
who are what are you
trying to prove,
because ain't no one
going anywhere with
you around.

Your negative energy
that tears at their souls,
you make them so
weak and you take
the life from them.

Scared and beaten am
I, I put up with you for
so long. And the mocking
bird will cry, but now the
mocking bird ain't got
no song left to sing, and
so I've slit his throat and
left him to die. Good-bye,
good-bye to you!

**ok so this is a sad poem, thats not true but this is how some people make me feel...so heres a sad poem...enjoy!Lissa**