Saturday 2 July 2011

ITS HIM,NOT ME

IT’S HIM, NOT ME
Cut my hair short,
Died it black,
Just like he liked.

Wore the ridiculous dress,
Ironed it right,
Just like he asked.

Sat down correctly,
Put my legs together,
Just like he showed.

Spoke good grammar,
Vocabulary perfect,
Just like he wanted.

Got good grades,
Passed all tests,
Just like he ordered.

Believed no one,
Became paranoid,
Just like he was.

Lost myself,
Felt inadequate,
just like he planned.

It’s him not me,
That was wrong,
Just as I suspected.

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