Deppression

by brittanie spier   Apr 25, 2007


Ma depression gets worse
each time her name is mention
or each time i know that your talking to/ about her.

this time the shots are on you
cause one kiss, and i am gone out of Oregon, along with the baby

there's so much you haven.t told me
and yet i am to read it in an e-mail
and thats how i find out stuff
well you know you mess it up i am gone

why wont you tell me, i dint understand anymore
you tell me not to hide anything and i dint
but yet you sit there and is hiding so much from me

i guess this is love right?

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