Push Me, Pull Me Poem by Cindy H

Push me, pull me, push me, pull me
That's the way I feel.
Push me, pull me, push me, pull me
What is your deal?

One day we are friends
And enemies the next
Was it my misunderstanding,
Hearing the oddly worded text.

Some people may say you're tired
Others may say you're mean
Either may be truth in case
While others see in between

Yell, shout, scream aloud
Some say you've lost grip
Whatever the case you act like this
It must be quite a trip

So push me, pull me, push me, pull me
I won't always be there
Push me, pull me, push me, pull me
I no longer care