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i sit here and wonder,are you here?
watching my every move
like your hunting a deer.
is this a game?
do you not care how i feel?
do you not have any drop of guilt
about what happend that year?

are you watching me as i sit here?
my pen flying across this paper.
you gaze it like a poisonous vapor

it haunts my every move.
it throws off my grove
this feeling i have,i just dont
aprove.

its like you planed this from
the very beginning.
treating me like i have no meaning

you show up at my house.
like an uninvited rat.
thinking you deserve a pat
on the back.
im sorry buddy but it just dosnt
work like that.

these words im useing.
its like their talking.
if maybe i can get you to
listen.
then you'll finely start
walking.

how do you live with yourself?
its a wonder you dont melt
those wheels in your head
i know love to spin
around and around the go
like how water will flow

tick tock goes my clock
saying dear me why this knot
tell me how tell me why
and would you like some talking pie?
is this just a dare?
the way you act?
the way you stare...