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Twisted-Up Soul

by Madeline Pestolesi

You push me away with all the strength of your body,
No physical force necessary.
You tell me one feeling
Then act another.
Why does it always turn into this with us?
We fight and I cry and you sit and don't talk.
You don't tell me what you want.
My soul is twisted up waiting for an answer
I'm afraid I'll never hear
From your lips
Turned away from mine.

I'll call you tonight,
You say.
But when I wake up in the morning,
I realize you "forgot"
Because something always comes up more important than me.

And I wonder how much longer until you tell me the truth.

04/25/2005

Author's Note: God, this is depressing. Why do boys do this? WHY? WHY? WHY?

Posted on 04/25/2005
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