My Voodoo

by They Call Me Megan   Jan 31, 2005


What did I do to deserve this?
Did I give a dirty glance?
Did I act to much myself?
I'm not hiding behind my voodoo mask no longer
It seems to be when I come out
Everyone runs and hides
What did I do to deserve this?
Did I give looks of displeasure?
Did I pass signs of harm?
I've tried to morph myself
Becoming new and improved so like the advertisements
I don't think I lived up to your expectations.

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