Adiuva Me
Now help me...
Help me, cry out.
As I'm in a peaceful place, but I believe it's hell.
Thursday 14th September 2017 9:14 am
DOORMAT
Call me the doormat,
The infestation of rats,
The ‘oh she ain’t all that’,
Call the kettle black!
Call me the diva, the princess, the moan bag,
The emotional one, oh isn’t it sad?
The hot head who can only nag nag nag,
That period trainwreck – a handful for a lad.
Call me whatever deflects most from what reflects
When you stand by the mirror and boast,
When ...
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