Whenever I think I’m on solid ground,
You pull me in and then push me away.
Then we start going around and
around,
Not knowing what to expect day to
day.
Please, oh please, I want you out of
my head,
I’m tired of thinking there is a
chance.
I won’t be another of your misled,
Getting lost in the shuffle of the
dance.
I’ve been there before, won’t do it
again,
It is something my heart cannot
endure.
It doesn’t matter the why or the
when,
Or the temptation and endless allure.
Get out of my head, leave me no
sorrow,
You’re here today, please don’t be
tomorrow.
TLA 12/30/15
