When an introvert speaks

Who the hell you think you are?
Coming in to break my heart
Make it like an operation
But I ain’t one of your patients
Could’ve atleast waited
Cause I don’t play that game

I can’t get you off my brain
So I’ll try sleeping off the pain
And as soon as I wake up
You’re caught up in your haze
And I can’t get out of my bed

Tears are on my phone
But the symptoms in my heart
So tell me what’s the cure for you
Cause boy you make me so confused

You’ve got me feeling like a psycho
Made me higher than the Eiffel
Now you got me dizzy and upset
Got me so obsessed with you
Look what you started, I’m psycho, you’re heartless

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About Jonathan Caswell

Mr. Caswell has been composing poetry at least since High School. He has been on WORD PRESS for ten years and contributes to two other blogs beside this one. This blog has a Christian emphasis but all bloggers are welcome. Mr. Caswell chooses to---with permission--re[post material of interest

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