Does my calmness bother you,
Would it be better if I freaked,
Instead of being understanding,
Of your needs.
Would you rather, I was brash,
Would you feel better if I used,
Harsh language to get through to you,
You'd have an excuse to leave.
I am the way I am,
If you don't like me, leave,
I'm tired of trying to please.
It's about time,
You made an effort,
No more silly games will I play,
If you don't like it, you can leave.
I would be better off,
With someone who cares,
Someone who shares my needs,
You are only interested in control,
In getting your needs.
I've had enough,
I'm now immune,
I'm too angry to care,
Too even try,
I't over,
So over,
So please,
Just leave.
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