Day after day, I can't believe I get away
With the way that I treat you... No, it's not okay
Next time I talk to you with that tone
Don't even say goodbye, just hang up the phone
Or next time I scream and eventually hit you
Turn around, get angry! Yell at me too
I can handle the way you'll talk to me
I just need a wakeup call! I need to see!
Take a deep breath and sum up your strength
And let your voice reach it's newest length
Because if I tell myself to stop I know I won't
But I'd definitely if you just said don't
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem