Two strikes you're out

by Netta   Dec 29, 2008


I'm sick and tired of this mess,

Wonderin' why I gotta be the one who receives the frustration from your stress

Ive been here for you every chance I got since your momma passed

Now it seems like making me mad is the only thing that makes you laugh.

Its just cruel how you're treating me man,

I don't know what I could do to get you to understand,

This is the second time you've done me this way

They say three strikes you're out but I think two is enough and that's all I gotta say....

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  • 15 years ago

    by Dawn Ariscent

    I can connect with the frustration and u embody it beautifully