Don't you dare look right at me,
With fake sadness in your eyes,
Don't you dare look right at me,
I won't fall for it this time,
You have skin of snow,
And eyes of ice
I was a fool,
To call you mine,
You left me in a snow storm,
Cold and hungry!
Oh, Ms.McGreen,
How could you be,
So cruel, so harsh, so vile,
Look what you did to me,
You're not worth the extra mile!
You stabbed me right in the back,
After I gave you,
Chance after chance after chance,
And even more,
Then you left me bleeding on the floor,
Don't you dare look right at me,
Like you don't know what you've done,
Don't you dare look right at me,
Like I'm the one who's wrong,
The blizzard went
And killed the flame,
The flame of hope,
That you might change,
You blew it out,
With your blood stained hands,
Oh, Ms.McGreen,
How could you be,
So mean, so cold, so nasty,
Look what you did to me,
Your warmth was once so lovely,
You left me for dead,
After I gave you,
Chance after chance after chance,
And even more,
You left bleeding,
Yes, you left me bleeding,
On the cold, hard floor!
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Nicely expressed thoughts and feelings. A highly relatable experience.