Your thoughts and actions,
Seem to contradict,
In this never-ending conflict,
Which I try to depict.
First you want me happy,
Then once I am,
You make me feel crappy.
What is this program,
This never ending cycle,
That spins like a bicycle?
You deceive people into thinking,
That I'm the one to blame,
What a horrible person must he be,
Is what is being portrayed to me,
By the people you confide in,
The people you trust.
You alone control your happiness,
And cannot be mad at others,
When only you cause things to be amiss.
So take control,
And stop taking your toll on me,
Before more people think of me worse,
For reasons that are false...
