Frustrations abound when i think of you
It bleeds my heart through and through
Changes you make again and again
I think it may be time to move on
Until then I remain my own
You refuse to respond to my pleas
I am forced to take action my anxiety to ease
My hands are soaking in the blood of technology
Look in my eyes and tell me its time to move on
Push you through to my brink
I head in different directions
Aroused and confused
I tell myself this is wrong
Ask direction that point me to death
All because of you
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