Way to go, you've done it now
You've screwed things up again somehow
Lost all chances of reconciliation
Forget all hopes of new dedication
Way to go, you've done it this time
Your apologies, your excuses not worth a dime
So what will you do knowing what you've done?
Sleep tight tonight with what you have won
Dial tone granted, alone with your health
Tell me something, are you proud of yourself?
Silence is loud, and everythings heard
So hush your lips, say not another word.
this is really good. thats y i luv poetry, because it can seriously relieve stress by portraying the anger we feel.
Marina
this is really good. thats y i luv poetry, because it can seriously relieve stress by portraying the anger we feel.
Marina
its his fault for screwing up a wonderful relationship
a daughter whos awsome as hell, look what he missed out on, his problem
great job!!! I feel the same way every time my father (step father but the only one I know) opens his fat mouth. Sometimes I wish I could bus him right in the chops. but violence be gets violence. peace out homie