BROKEN PROMISES
You’ve made one too many?
Are you even aware.
Now I wonder,
If you even care.
Your words mean nothing,
Out of your mouth they flow.
I used to hang on your lines,
But that was long ago.
You have crossed the line.
Between right and wrong.
Your broken promises,
Have become a dyeing song.
So get on going,
Find another fool.
Cause this one,
Has heard enough of your bull.
copyright jas 2007
