U N C O R R U P T E D Poem by Sandra jacks

Tell me E X A C T Y L Y where you are,
because you're breaking up my system,
and you're taking this too far,
corrupting my ambitions.

Tell me P R E C I S E L Y what you mean,
When you tell me these ridicules things,
I feel dumbfounded in your presence,
like a small child being told the square root of pie.

Tell me in an U N C O R R U P T E D way,
without being controlling of what you say,
because i can't understand you,
when you act this way,
You act like I'm just a no one standing near you,
like if you talk i don't 'really' hear you,
but i see you loud and clear,
despite my vision being far from near,
and these actions your taking are so severe,
I hate you acting this way.

Tell me the U N D I S T O R T E D version,
the simple-simon type of way,
because i don't really get,
the way you're speaking,
definitely not today.