If I like 70's music, it's wrong
If my fashion is not to your taste, it's wrong
If I wear my hair with a fringe, it's wrong
My eyes were the wrong colour, my face to old,
My body the wrong shape, my hormones gone wild
If I don't keep moving, it's wrong
If I'm not purposeful, it's wrong,
If I dont have an opinion, it's wrong,
If I do have one, it's also wrong
If I fight when attacked, it's wrong
If I lay down and die, it's wrong,
If I have fears, it's wrong
If I am fearless, it's also wrong
If I'm upset when you don't come home, it's wrong
If I feel threatened when you lie about who your with, it's wrong
If I cry cos you hurt me, it's wrong
If I get mad, cos you lie, it's wrong
If I'm sad cos you left me, it's wrong
I tried to please you, it was wrong
I tried to please myself, it's wrong
I didn't love you enough, it's wrong
I loved you too much, it's wrong
If I was just being me, it's wrong
And she will be wrong soon too
What could I have done to make any of this right?
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2 comments:
It's wrong is right ... you never got any of this . I hope you do some day.
Great poem though !
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