I Can\'t Handle It

by Delana Moore   Feb 2, 2007


Sometimes I wander,
Why is it that I am here.
How come you hurt me,
And everything that I hold dear.
I thought you were the one,
That I could spend my life with.
But now a days I hate you,
Iâ??d rather jump off a cliff.
Your ego is a nuisance,
Your temper is a crime.
Sometimes I hate you so much,
But pretend that I am fine.
I canâ??t handle this anymore,
Itâ??s tearing me apart.
These days I wish Iâ??d left you,
From the very start.

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