April 7, 2012

 

Push me to the limit

Make me blow my top

Wind me up incessantly

Until I cannot stop

 

Watch my temper rising

I’m shaking now with rage

Just like an untamed Lioness

Trapped within a cage

 

I just can’t be submissive

My opinion, I won’t change

I cannot help the way I feel

Though you might think it strange!

 

To chip away at me won’t work

Nor will it weaken my defence

But I do find it so wearisome

So really, what’s the sense?

 

If you don’t like the way I am

Then I suggest you go

Because this verbal battering

Just has to stop, you know.

 

 

 

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