It's Me...Just Me
I hate a chatter, she does not stop I hate that she feels she's always on top I hate a cuddler, she's always around To hold me close 'til I almost drown I hate a moaner, whining and grumbling Such a crybaby, her croc tears flooding I hate the silent- the hushed, the noiseless Showered with tranquility, untroubled and careless Needless to say I hate the others I see When I am left with nothing but me *created yesterday, 25th March, at the library *edited today, 26th March, at home













