Can you handle me?
The real me
The mood swings, the bitching
The sweet, caring mature
Juxtaposed with the angry whining
And the annoying side of me?
Can you handle me
Or do you lie and say you can?
When you can't, when you don't want to?
Is that why you push me aside, like a toy?
Like I'm nothing?
Ha! Well news for you...
I have feelings. I'm real
What am I to you?
A plaything? A nothing?
Pfft. I exist. I'm here
Deal with it.
If you hate me, tell me now,
Don't keep me guessing?
Go on
You can't. You're scared of hurting me.
I've been hurt before
I know my real friends
You aren't one of them.
You're a pest
Somebody who wants me for one thing only...I don't play that game
I'm not interested
I don't care how you sugar-coat it. I don't give a damn.
Go on
Tell me
Can
You
Handle
Me?
?
?
?
