I Don't want to talk about it
Please let what I say, be
And if you moan, I shan't be pleased
Cos this is me, being me
How silly to think it matters
You don't want chips for tea
I do, so run along now
It's what I need for me
Did I forget to phone you?
Bumped into an ex, you see
Please don't make a deal of this
It's just laid-back, carefree, me
Don't forget you're very lucky
You're not single still and free
Who else would be this accepting
It's a good job you have me
Now, go and count your blessings
Come back and we'll have tea
We can hug and feel much better
Cos It's all about me
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I wrote this poem because this is how I think my ex saw everything
thank goodness you left us a note about why you wrote this. i'm not as confused now. i laughed aloud upon reaching the end the second time i read it.
................some are all about themselves and others are all about the giving of themselves but all giving and no taking leads to irritation.....well that's how I'd feel....
I too am glad of the explanation, I've know one or two who could fit the mold. Read - Who Am I - Adeline
A good burglary into another person's thinking of you. Simply unputdownable!
It was good being able to write your emotions out is medicine for the soul
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Well done for stating your point, a great poem, hope your ex read it.