With what right
Do you tell me what to do?
When it was you
What walked out on me?
Who are you?
To tell me what you want
How can you think?
You can’t tell me what to do, now
How can you believe?
That I could ever believe you again
Why should I believe ?
Whatever you say
Life has changed
Since you had gone away
The sun seems brighter
My step lighter
The pain was sharp
Though short by time standards
Happiness lessened the pain in time
Healing deep wounds, leaving only the scars to remember
So when I see you now I ask
Who are you?
What do you want?
Why would I believe you again?
Walker
Saturday, July 12, 2008
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