Try

By: Renee

I try,

and I try,

and I try,

and I try,


But its no good,

it means nothing to you,

you still get pissed off,

so what should I do,


Should I become your slave,

your puppet on a string,

even if I was your putty,

would it mean a thing,


I don't think it would,

I don't think it'd be enough,

your expectations,

are just too tough.

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