Feelings

by Christina McDowell   Jan 29, 2007


Love, sad, happy
Hate, angry, envy
To feel is a gift
To hurt is a drift

I can feel and I can hurt
My heart can feel like mud and dirt
You ignore me
You love me

You get to make the choice
So listen up;to my voice
I'm not your toy;I'm not your doll
So you can't decide whenever to call

I can speak; I can walk
So you can't pick whenever time to talk
Treat me right
I wanna shine in my light....

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