Same Plot Again
It's the same plot
You treat my like a toy
On the shelf
Again
I'm almost certain
It's the show
That you've already
Been playing
What I crave
Is what you never gave
Me, and you will never give
No you will never give
Me
Never be willing to give
Don't know wether
The satisfaction
I'm hunting
For
Is a physical one
Or just to show
That I'm
In power
What I crave...
To feel rejoiced
And a little set back
Makes me know I'm alive
And reorganizes my head
What I crave...
You ain't worth my precious time
You ain't worth my precious time
No you were never worth my time
I wouldn't tell
You
If there was something
Going on
In a week
Or two
It surely will have
Been gone
© Klaus Dorninger
